This is one of those views which are so absolutely absurd that only very learned men could possibly adopt them.
quote by Bertrand Russell
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However Absurd
Ears twitch, like a dog, breaking eggs in a dish.
Do not mock me when I say this is not a lie.
Its funny thing, half serious, with our hands on our ears.
Living dreams with mouths ajar, wide awake, we go to sleep.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
Something special between us, when we mmade love the game was over.
I couldnt say the words, words wouldnt get ny feelings through,
So I keep talking to you...
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
Custom made dinosaurs, too late now, for a change.
Everything is under the sun, but nothing is for keeps...
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
However absurd, however absurd... it may seem.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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It is not impossible to think that the minds of philosophers sometimes act like those of other mortals, and that, having once been determined by diverse circumstances to adopt certain views, they then look for and naturally find reasons to justify these views.
quote by Morris Raphael Cohen
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Absolutely Everybody
Absolutely everybody,
Everybody needs a little loving,
Everybody needs somebody thinking of them.
Everybody needs a little respect,
And whatever it takes,
Im gonna get it.
Everybody needs a hand to hold,
Someone to cling to
When the nights are getting cold.
Im no different,
I am just the same,
A player in the game.
Absolutely everybody,
Everybody, everybody.
Absolutely everybody
In the whole wide world.
Absolutely everybody,
Every boy and every girl,
Absolutely everybody.
Everybody needs a human touch.
I cant live without it,
It means too much to me.
Everybody needs one true friend,
Someone wholl be there til the very end.
And absolutely everybody breathes,
And everybody, everybody bleeds.
Were no different,
Were all the same,
Players in the game.
Absolutely, everybody,
Everybody, everybody.
Absolutely everybody
In the whole wide world.
Everybody breathes,
And everybody needs.
Absolutely everybody.
Absolutely everybody.
Every boy and girl,
Every woman and child.
Every father and son.
I said now everyone,
Yes now everyone.
Everybody needs a human touch.
Everybody, everybody needs love.
Im no different,
I am just the same,
A player in the game.
Absolutely everybody.
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Transistor music australia pty ltd
1999
song performed by by Vanessa Amorosi
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But we live in a modern world, you know, and, and also it does seem to me that if you - that whatever talents you have, it... I mean it may sound a bit absurd but I, I think it's your, absolutely your duty to resolve them, you know?
quote by Tim Curry
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Certainly, I think being depressed is absolutely part of the human condition, it has to be, if there's joy there's its opposite, and it's something you ride if you possibly can.
quote by Bob Geldof
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Implanted Tragedies
What could be possibly said,
About that which is observed and denied?
When those are exposed to treason imposed...
And yet wish to protect this deception they chose.
It is best to shut and keep one's mouth closed.
Or defamation of character becomes a campaign toast.
But either way...
A stepping on one's toes is desrespectfully displayed.
What could be possibly said,
About what is there and on our streets?
With no direct discussion concerning what disgusts,
Other than what fibered diet is suitable for a regular flush...
That can not be beaten with a cleansing complete.
Without negativity thrusted with more trust,
That erupts!
People feed on corruption as if being fed a treat.
What could be possibly said,
To those addicted to be lead.
And be fed delusions they fight,
To keep in their heads in darkness,
As if glued to ensure this remains inside,
Snug fitting with a tightness instead.
While those who express they could care less,
Yet complain...
Seem to have a desire to inspire this,
As missions to claimed.
Leaving one to wonder,
Why many read the obituaries...
With a priority to see if their names are there.
Or someone they knew,
But never approached to speak to.
By the same folks who declare a devotion,
To communal unity with an ongoing hypocrisy.
What could be possibly said,
About these implanted tragedies.
Without negativity thrusted with more trust,
That erupts!
People feed on corruption as if being fed a treat.
What could be possibly said,
To awaken the dead?
Absolutely nothing!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With The Scaping Of Knees And Knuckles
I've learned to keep my own lips silenced.
To keep them shut.
Even though an opinion sat on my tongue,
Preparing for an appearance to be heard...
With a retorting done no matter how absurd.
There is nothing like the scent of conflict.
And the familiarity of its arrival.
Along with its creators and who is prone to deliver it.
I've learned to fix my lips to sit together.
And with the clinching of teeth if necessary.
Once one is introduced to a peace of mind,
It becomes more treasured...
Than having the keys to a Mercedes.
No luxury on Earth can replace a peace of mind.
I have discovered that...
With the scaping of knees and knuckles done.
I've learned there are times when the best of thoughts,
Can sometimes be those kept to oneself...
To go unheard by anyone else that may offend to defend.
Yes...
I've learned to keep my own lips silenced.
To keep them shut.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Story About A Wedding and My Friend and Poverty and Joblessness
i met an old classmate
today
at the wedding of
a newly appointed high school teacher
my ex-classmate is jobless and his wife
looks like
an old sickly monkey with less hair on her head
(forgive me but that is
the only possible
adjective that
i can give)
he is fat and feels like
a louse
(i am sorry
i am intruding into his
own feelings)
he does not like me
his eyes are shouting at me
possibly because we look the same
possibly because we too
feel the same
possibly because our wives look
like twins
possibly because the weather is bad
and people do not mind us
because everyone is hungry and
there is nothing much to eat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Logical Song
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well theyd be singing so happily,
Joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,
Logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,
Clinical, intellectual, cynical.
There are times when all the worlds asleep,
The questions run too deep
For such a simple man.
Wont you please, please tell me what weve learned
I know it sounds absurd
But please tell me who I am.
Now watch what you say or theyll be calling you a radical,
Liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Wont you sign up your name, wed like to feel youre
Acceptable, respecable, presentable, a vegtable!
At night, when all the worlds asleep,
The questions run so deep
For such a simple man.
Wont you please, please tell me what weve learned
I know it sounds absurd
But please tell me who I am.
song performed by by Supertramp
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The people of the South have rejected the constitutional amendment, and therefore we will march upon them and force them to adopt it at the point of the bayonet, and establish military power over them until they do adopt it.
quote by John Whitehead
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Transformation of cultures
I adopt skills, customs and fashions
Which all the people I think high adopt
To elevate myself to their level.
Dull cultures dissolve in brighter ones.
01.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It's absolutely absurd to even consider voting on Sunday alcohol sales. I am opposed to alcohol period. It doesn't do anybody any good in the long run. It's a dangerous drug.
quote by John Hunter
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I feel that I learned far more from my students than I could possibly have taught them.
quote by Arno Penzias
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Learned...
from being homeless,
i learned the value of home!
from being hungry,
i learned the value of being fed.
from being sick,
i learned the value of health.
from being left alone,
i learned the value of love.
from being confined in a cell,
i learned the value of freedom.
from being persecuted,
i learned the value of human rights.
from being an infidel,
i learned to see the face of god...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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We live in a time which has created the art of the absurd. It is our art. It contains happenings, Pop art, camp, a theater of the absurd ... Do we have the art because the absurd is the patina of waste...? Or are we face to face with a desperate or most rational effort from the deepest resources of the unconscious of us all to rescue civilization from the pit and plague of its bedding?
quote by Norman Mailer
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I remember growing up thinking that astronauts and their job was the coolest thing you could possibly do... But I absolutely couldn't identify with the people who were astronauts. I thought they were movie stars.
quote by David M. Brown
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War
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War is something that I despise
For it means destruction of innocent lives
For it means tears in thousands of mothers eyes
When their sons go out to fight to give their lives
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War
Its nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
War is the enemy of all mankind
The thought of war blows my mind
Handed down from generation to generation
Induction destruction
Who wants to die
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War has shattered many young mens dreams
Made them disabled bitter and meanlife is too precious to be fighting wars
Each day
War cant give life it can only take it away
War
Its nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
Peace love and understanding
There must be some place for these things today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But lord theres gotta be a better way
Thats better than
War
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Honesty
When I was young I lacked the sense
to realise I’d cause offence.
By asking questions frequently
and challenging authority.
I asked because I wanted to
believe that what you said was true.
But you denied me a reply
and I was left to wonder why.
Children should be seen not heard.
To my young mind was just absurd.
I think you were afraid to show
There were some things you did not know.
So you forfeited my respect.
I learnt thenceforward to expect
From most adults dishonesty
Because they could not possibly.
In any shape or form confess
that they might possibly know less.
Much less than what they thought they knew
and passing time has proved it true.
If I am asked I find it best
to admit that I fail the test
and simply state that I don’t know
but that I do know where to go.
I recommend the library
where you may find quite easily
The answer that I can’t supply.
I find that’s satisfactory.
12-Nov-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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To assert in any case that a man must be absolutely cut off from society because he is absolutely evil amounts to saying that society is absolutely good, and no-one in his right mind will believe this today.
quote by Albert Camus
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The indirect communication
You want me to adopt views
Concepts principles where
I stand and be counted, I,
Do not wish this to happen
You must simply read my
Work, my essays, my poem
At their face value, without
Attributing it to my personal
Life, my lifestyle, my own
Loneliness, awesomeness,
I am not an authority I can
Only be your interpretation.
Read this poem and that poem
It is not me, it is a view of my window.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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