I'm Happy To Be Here Tonight
the world is in my chaos dream
but I am not invited
cos you don't know what people saywant to say
your an abstract unknown boy
you and me talk freely at night
and this is my chaos
you've got a right to stay inside
I supply
you are the last one to know
cos I don't know
song performed by by Idlewild
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The more chaos there is, the more science holds on to abstract systems of control, and the more chaos is engendered.
quote by William Irwin Thompson
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Paradise Of Chaos
We march like fools in a parade of chaos.
We march like fools in a parade of chaos.
Led by our enemies.
While we sing their praises.
Led by our enemies.
While we kiss their hands.
The morning rained fire.
Let the heavens retire.
Over the eyes of the blind.
And the vioces of spoiled children.
True leadersare gone.
We turned our back too many times.
And bit the hand of the provider.
Chaos kills us.
Chaos.
song performed by by Zao from Parade Of Chaos
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The Mad Man
there is this mad man on
the street carrying a lighted lamp
at midday
he screams that this world
is about to end
and people do not listen
he sometimes laughs at the top of his voice
when all of them are all gone
in the middle of the night
he sings the song of chaos
he gives the warning
but then the world is asleep and
numb,
the following morning you ask me about the mad man
how come that he screams, and lights a lamp during the day,
singing the songs of chaos
foretelling the doom of the world
i have no answer of course
but there is one thing i am sure of
it is about us not having understood him
a bit.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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MNchhausen
Just chaos!
Maybe he like to brag
Did he invent himself
He live 'till the end of time
Oh mnchhausen was a sun of a gun
He had his share of wild adventures
He rode the cannonball like no other man
And pulled himself up in the air
Just chaos!
Whether he liked to brag
He lives 'till the end of time
With his immortal lies
Oh mnchhausen took a trip to the moon
And beat the sultan and his navy
With a company containing just five
He gunned them down just by himself
Such a special baron man mnchhausen
He spread chaos around the world
Just chaos!
Maybe he liked...
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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Kensington(through my eyes)
As I look outside my window,
I sigh thinking of what could be,
What should be,
And what is not.
There are drug dealers on the corner,
Stumbling over each other
Trying to make a dishonest living.
Dying over a sale.
Trash on the streets
To compliment the prostitues
Under the EL.
You ask, 'Is this Hell? '
No, for me it's home,
It's people are suffering right now,
Something's got to give,
People here are dying
Just trying to live.
The children roam freely
Among the chaos
Becoming immune to the destruction around them
Becoming used to being lost.
Then I look in my own home,
And I see the same images glorified on my TV
Skeletons in my magazines
Chaos in the news,
If I want change
It has to start with me.
poem by Denice Robinson
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Chaos
-ordo ob kao, order out of chaos, and the idea is that, uh, with the
Influence of powerful forces behind the scene, you can bring order out of the
Chaos that we see. we know, for instance, that much of the....
-...an eerie order underneath even chaos, as if the finger of god,, in order
And disorder, is always there....
-...i think he has nothing to support this. y-youre so full of it!
Aliens....protecting society how? chaos happens. theres too many people here...
Atlantique :
Gotta learn the way to turn
Hat over eye
Feeling dead more than alive
Give her something to rely on
One more time.
No one hears the sound
Fear is all around
Turn the music loud
No more lullaby.
No way in, no way out
Empty talk and tv shouts
Got to find the way around
No, you aint no lifer
In this town.
No one hears the sound
Fear is all around
Turn the music loud
No more lullaby.
Stop the beat, hear the sound
Time has come for you to speak
Your mind
Cant you hear the sound?
Chaos all around
Turn the music loud
No more lullaby
Dee-dee-dee x2
Learn to fly.
song performed by by Unkle
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Why Moan, Why Wail You, Wind Of Night
Why moan, why wail you, wind of night,
With such despair, such frenzied madness?
Why is your voice now full of might,
Now piteous and tinged with sadness?
In tongue known to the heart, of pain
Unknown to it for ever chanting,
At times within it well-nigh frantic
Sounds you awaken and insane.
Sing not, O wind, your fearful song
Of chaos, for the hungry spirit,
Into night's world of shadows flung,
Exults in it and strains to hear it.
The bounds of mortal flesh 'twould fly
And merge with boundless ocean sweeping.
Take heed! Let slumbering tempests lie:
Beneath them chaos stirs unsleeping.
poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
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Parade Of Chaos
We march like fools in a parade of chaos.
We march like fools in a parade of chaos.
Led by our enemies.
While we sing their praises.
Led by our enemies.
While we kiss their hands.
The morning rained fire.
Let the heavens retire.
Over the eyes of the blind.
And the vioces of spoiled children.
True leadersare gone.
We turned our back too many times.
And bit the hand of the provider.
Chaos kills us.
Chaos.
song performed by by Zao
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Literally every department of state government has gone through, or is in a period of, chaos. Not just fiscal chaos, but certainly as we saw in the Department of Children and Family Services and State Fair Agency and many of Walker's departments, there is absolute chaos.
quote by Bill Scott
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Why Does All This Chaos Exist
Do you know what its like?
Living in a multi-culture society
You have cultures saying they are better than yours
You have people bickering amongst themselves
You have religions saying
Your God is not real but ours is…
The confusion drives people insane
Why do humans do this to themselves?
Why does all this Chaos Exist?
Can anyone tell me why?
Because it's like a never ending cycle
Of chaos and hate
I was asked if I should speak
Or share what I think
About this confusion that exists in this world
I say what I mean
I express what I feel
I use to hide all that
Not anymore not for me
Its just the way that I feel
poem by Kaila George
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Change Heals
Chaos;
The Mother of change
Matter falling apart
Only to gather again
Infinite probabilities
Re-forming…
What of human chaos?
Internal change...
Events, emotions falling apart through
Accumulated experience, pain, suffering
With choices determining probabilities
Re-forming…
Befriend chaos
Befriend thyself
Allow chaos
Allow change
“The only real truth on Earth is change”
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Chaos in the midst of chaos isn't funny, but chaos in the midst of order is.
quote by Steve Martin
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It turns out that an eerie type of chaos can lurk just behind a facade of order -- and yet, deep inside the chaos lurks an even eerier type of order.
quote by Douglas Hostadter
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How This Universe Ryhme So Well?
the beginning is chaos
so the end shall be, also chaos
there is no order, there is even
no beginning, there is no systematic ending
wanton is the conception and
disorder is the truth, not that this is what you see
today or tomorrow or yesterday they are all one
there is no space in between
yet you refuse to believe and you write
to please everyone and make them believe
in the pleasing personality of the world of
rhymes and clock ticking at the middle of the night
you perceive order and you organize the system
please yourself and then suddenly
tears fall on the letters and smother the print
of your orderly paper world
you suffuse anger on the pen
i ponder upon the blot and rethink what i think was always right
back to chaos, i ask how can you like the rhyme and the rhythm?
how can you ever live in this fantasy?
in my free verse, i say what i say, and life speaks to me
like i am life itself, and freed from hypocrisy, the truth gets in
jagged, rugged, and pulsating
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Before abstraction everything is one, but one like chaos; after abstraction everything is united again, but this union is a free binding of autonomous, self-determined beings. Out of a mob a society has developed, chaos has been transformed into a manifold world.
quote by Novalis
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My Little World
1 2 3 4.
1 2 3 4.
Little boy up in (? )...
Thats left behind to sin.
Moving like a camera I can watch you on my screen.
Fall into a shadow world inside of me.
Hidden like a treasure.
Secrets in my scene.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Ah, you can follow me.
Scream inside.
Whisper.
Picture in a dream.
You can talk to me and we can talk forever.
I could take you to the doorway and I can give you the way, the key.
No one here can see you, no one here but me.
Fall into our shadow, theres another world in me.
And youre invited.
And youre invited.
In the little world I make with all the little things I take...
A million ways to pass the time, in this little world of mine.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow you can follow you can follow follow follow follow follow.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
Secrets in this world.
Picture in a dream.
No one here can see you, no one here but me.
And you can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow.
In the little world I make with all the little things I take...
A million ways to pass the time, in this little world of mine.
You can follow me, follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow.
You can follow me. follow me.
You can follow me. follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
Where are we going?
You can follow me.
But where are we going?
You can follow me.
Where do you wanna go?
You can follow me.
Ok.
song performed by by Blondie
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The Twilight Fairies
The Twilight Fairies magical powers,
Bring harmony to the night time hours.
But now their magic belong to me,
And I'll cause chaos you shall see.
Sunset, Moonlight and Starlight too,
There will be no more sweet dreams for you.
From evening dusk to morning light,
I am the master of the night! .
Of course this poem is not about me or Nivi,
We do not cause chaos, do we?
I just made up that rhyme,
Now it is Good Bye time!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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The battlefield is a scene of constant chaos. The winner will be the one who controls that chaos, both his own and the enemies.
quote by Napoleon Bonaparte
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As a restaurateur, my job is to basically control the chaos and the drama. There's always going to be chaos in the restaurant business.
quote by Rocco DiSpirito
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The footprints in my heart
My heart looks like a beach
After a long summers day
Absolute chaos
A whole life of people
Or just a day of chaos
When my heart
was just like a beach
early morning
just as the sun came up
washed clean of all that came before
not a print
unblemished by peoples disregard
for it is clean of all chaos
then I let the first person in
who walked a long trail
lonely path cut into fresh sand
serenity has come beauty
the first footprint
interrupted by a calm wave
sweeping to interrupt the first sign
of someone walking on my heart
then as the time drags on the beauty changed
more people than just one
disrupting my clean beach
walking, jumping, lying on my beach
the beauty changed to chaos
but for one thing
the footprint of love
of care that the beauty should not be touched
then hurt of the careless one
leaving their dirt behind
muddy footprints of a careless child
a conceited adult
so during the erosion of my beach
day in day out
night for night
cleaning and sweeping
but for those
careless footprints
of the one who used the beach
with no care
for what damage they do
they destroyed
the beautiful beach
the beautiful heart
so the question is
will with time
this beach
heal and find its beauty again
will the footprints of the new day
come back and make
the heart forget
those days of chaos
I wait for the one person
Early one morning
To make new footprint
Not one set, but two
One for me and one for her
New footprints on my heart