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Welcome Home Sanitarium

Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors no window bared
No things to make my brain see scared
Sleep my friend and you will see
That dreem is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
Can they see thas why my brain sais rage
Sanatarium live me be
Sanatarium just live me alone
Build my fear on whats out there
And cannot breathe the open air
Whispear things into my brain
Insurring me that im insane
They think ourheads are in their hnds
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied it makes him well
Hes getting better can9t you tell
No more can they keep us in
Listen damn it we will win
They see it right they see it well
But they think this saves us from our hell
Sanatarium live me be
Sanatarium just leave me alone
Fear of living on
Nativess getting resstles now
Mutiny in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stands back hard
Kill it such a friendly word
Seems the only way
For reaching out again

song performed by by Metallica
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Sanatorium

Welcome to where time stands still
No-one leaves and no-one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labelled metally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see my freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred
Sleep my friend and you will see
That dream is my reality
They Keep me locked up in this cage
Can't they see that why my brain says rage
Sanatarium
Leave me be
Sanatarium
Just leave me alone
Build my fear of what's out there
Cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that I'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
He's getting better, can't you tell?
No more can they keep us in
Listen, dammit, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
But they think this saves us from our hell
Sanatarium
Leave me be
Sanatarium
Just leave me alone
Sanatarium
Just leave me alone
Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, it's such a friendly word
Seems the only way
For reaching out again

song performed by by Metallica
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Welcome Home

Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred
Sleep my friend and you will see
That dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
Cant they see its why my brain says rage
Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Build my fear of whats out there
And cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that Im insane
They think our heads are in their hands
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
Hes getting better, cant you tell?
No more can they keep us in
Listen, damn it, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
But they think this saves us from our hell
Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, its such a friendly word
Seems the only way
For reaching out again.

song performed by by Metallica
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The Human Brain and Accidents

Each thought and act of man is born
Within the brain’s cortex neuron;
To do a thing right / wrong is one
Decided by inhibition.

When good prevails over those bad,
It makes a person always glad;
When evil functions turns one mad,
The outcome is so very sad.

God gives full freedom to do things
To paupers, subjects, queens and kings
Alike, and satisfaction springs
In minds and hearts of all earthlings!

The brain is vital-most organ,
And has to function through life-span;
The conscience is prime in man;
To use it always then, all can.

The bloodless brain is defunct one;
A brain-dead person’s life is gone;
To live like this, no one is born;
Yet, accidents make life forlorn!

Yes, accidents kill most persons;
Don’t take more risks; use common-sense;
Why worry much and make life tense?
Why spoil the eye’s God-given lense?

To live a vegetable life
Is detestable-most, a strife;
Why cut the thread of life by knife,
When natural deaths are almost rife?

Copyright by Dr John Celes 09-05-09

poem by John Celes
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Live

Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
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song performed by by Zug Izland
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Victims Of Circumstance

They stand bewildered by all that goes around them,
living within their own little worlds,
which we cannot even understand.
These victims of circumstance stand.

We all look on and bow our heads,
when they bury victims of war,
but turn away whenever we see
these poor lost souls.

Some are there because of defects at birth,
others the aftermath of disease,
while others involved in accidents,
and left to suffer humiliation.

The brain is a wonderful thing,
when it functions properly,
functioning wrong its host
is charged with insanity.

There are those who are violent,
and in institutions are the only life they will ever see.
Others have strange ways, and act in a childlike manner be.
While others need constant attention, because of hardly any brain activity.

All are victims of circumstance,
beyond anyone’s control.
They would live a normal life,
if they had a choice to be.

They are victims shunned by society,
who say they are a blight, on our lives,
and locked away out of sight,
every one of them should be.

No one wants to associate with them;
their only friends are of their own kind.
They look out with pleading eyes,
for someone who may be kind.

The names they are called are hurtful,
yet they do not understand.
These poor lost souls
only ask for a helping hand.

Those who have worked with the mentally ill,
will tell you, not all of them are stupid.
They can feel just like us, love, hurt and pain.
Some can do what we call menial tasks
and others look after themselves.

Sadly, some do need to be institutionalized
because they are dangers to themselves or others,
and some have to be there for the constant attention that they need.

Yet others because they look somewhat strange,
and do childish things at times.
They are all labelled under an umbrella,
and simply called insane.

But, for the grace of God,
we might have walked with them there,
these victims,
victims of circumstance.

18 - 19 May 2007

poem by David Harris
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Fear

I see you looking over your shoulder
Tell me who do you think's out there
You're reaching for your four leaf clover
But baby there ain't no luck down there
I swear that there's no heart in this city
It's here the slogan reads "Do your time" everybody's doing their sentence

It's just there ain't nobody here
Who knows just what's the crime
I watched my father live a lie here
I'd rather die than fade away
I read the rules
And yeah I know them
Still you ain't ever gonna

Make me play the game of Fear Fear Fear Fear

Running with the rats
Through the city
Makes you feel like you're a partner in crime
Girl once you won't stop to watch
That little girl did
Hey baby won't you stop and hear me
Just being here we're breathing heart attacks
We can run and chase
The setting sun we can run
And we won't ever look back
Take my hand I know we'll make it
I'll let nothing slow us down I know you want to curse
This place but there's only
One thing that's stopping us now

Fear fear fear Of a new thing Fear fear fear

Of the brass ring
You ain't one for taking chances
You work and live and breathe that 9 to 5
Still that's what you call living
That's surviving to me
And surviving is living to die in

Fear

song performed by by Bon Jovi from Keep The Faith
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Control

I have none,
So it's time to let it go.
It makes life unmanageable,
More than you know.

People are hurtful,
Their opinions cause pain.
Making them something they're not.
Will drive you insane.

So just let things be,
Let them lie where they may.
Change just what you can.
And live day to day.

You may disagree,
With what others do think.
But trying to change them,
Brings you to the brink.

Helping's not changing,
But learning to serve,
Makes others rethink things,
And throws them a curve.

They may look at things different.
Or still maybe the same.
They will make their mistakes,
And have themselves to blame.

So please heed this advise.
This advise that I give.
It may not make things better.
But you'll learn how to live.

To live life on life's terms,
Leave the past in the past.
Life life for today,
Cause it goes by so fast.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Dream Police

Words and music by rick nielsen
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me, oh no.
You know that talk is cheap, and those rumors aint nice.
And when I fall asleep I dont think Ill survive the night, the night.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
(live inside of my head.)
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
(come to me in my bed.)
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me, oh no.
Well, I cant tell lies, cause theyre listening to me.
And when I fall asleep, bet theyre spying on me tonight, tonight.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
I try to sleep, theyre wide awake, they wont leave me alone.
They dont get paid to take vacations, or let me alone.
They spy on me, I try to hide, they wont let me alone.
They persecute me, theyre the judge and jury all in one.
cause theyre waiting for me.
Theyre looking for me.
Evry single night theyre driving me insane.
Those men inside my brain.
The dream police, they live inside of my head.
The dream police, they come to me in my bed.
The dream police, theyre coming to arrest me.

song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Life Of My Own

(lyrics by arnold)
(music by roberts, arnold & harrell)
Living risky, never scared, wander
Closer to the edge
Nothing valued think no fear, always
Wondering why youre here
All your purposes are gone, nothings
Right and nothings wrong
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Feel no sorrow, feel no pain
Kiss me while Im still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let me
Live and let me learn
Now Ill follow my own way, and ill
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remember when this was my life
Looking forward, not behind
Everybodys got to cross that line
Free me now to give me a place,
Keep me caged and free the beast
Falling faster, time goes by, fear is
Not seen through these eyes
What there was will never be, now
Im blind and cannot see
Kiss me while Im still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let me
Live and let me learn
Now Ill follow my own way, and ill
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remember when this was my life
Kiss me while Im still alive
Kill me while I kiss the sky
Let me die on my own terms, let me
Live and let me learn
Now Ill follow my own way, and ill
Live on to another damn day
Freedom carries sacrifice, remember when this was my life

song performed by by 3 Doors Down
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We Are Alive In The Moment Of Death

We are the nocturnal nightmares of fear induced
We are fear by which hope is reduced
We are the dead and the living the same
We are the board when your life is the game
We are as children hung from a rope
We are as children in fear of lost hope
We are the dead and the living the same
We are the board when your life is the game.
We are the silence of all that is night
We are the shadows scared of the light
We are the dead and the living the same
We are the parasite worms in your brain.
We are the killers of true passion in love
We are the angels of Hell’s mansion above
We are the wings upon which devils may fly
We are the fear and the tears that you cry
We are the dead and the living the same
We are the parasite worms in your brain.
We are the moon as we are the sun
We are the end and the story begun
We are the dead and the living the same
We are the board when your life is the game.
We are the children who beat you at school
We are the teachers that deem you a fool
We are the rotting as we are the fresh
We are alive in the moment of death.

poem by David Lacey
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Life Or Death?

Every day we live, we always face death
We get closer to it, every time we take a breath
Life is special but death brings peace
Life brings reality and things you believe
Death is hard for everyone around
Death is quiet, no more bad sounds
Life is also hard, all the things we go through
Life can never be easy, no matter what you do
Death is sad, for those who cry
Death is meaningful, for those who die
Life is a work of art, it's nice to look
Life is full of teachings, like an open book
Death is the new life, might as well be dead
Death is a lot more, for what's up ahead
Life brings new things, always something new
Life brings surprises, something out the blue
Death is scary, nothing we want to see
Death is negative, a place we don't want to be
Life is full of love, with the ones close to you
Life is full of money, for those who sue
Death is empty, nothing compared to this
Death is a lot of things, too long of a list
But life is everything; don't wait till there's nothing left
Death can wait, so don't waste your last breath
So just pick your choice, which one? Life or death?

poem by Triauna Hall
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Another Sunny Day 12/25

We see it on tv we get calls on the phone
By the prophets of doom they wont leave us alone
The planet is dying and theres no time to spare
They spend all our days sowing seeds of despair
We get enough bad news to harden our hearts
This fear what we feed on is whats keeping us apart
To say that we doomed is just an obvious remark
And it dont make you right it just keep you in the dark
I dont want to live angry
I dont want to live scared
I dont need no more prophets crying
Brother beware
Just put some work in my hand
And give me a dollar to spare
And dont let me sow those seeds of despair
Well this earth is a graveyard it will swallow our bones
It was here long before us it will be here when were gone
And its a vain generation that looks for a sign
Dont you think we could make better use of our time
Yeah, the air could be cleaner and the water could be too
But what we do to each other are the worst things that we do
And we can treasure our freedoms behind our locked doors
But God speed the day when were lonely no more
I dont want to live angry
I dont want to live scared
I dont need no more prophets crying
Brother beware
Just put some work in my hand
And give me a dollar to spare
And dont let me sow those seeds of despair

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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The Squeeze That Just Might Kill You

I will not let fear keep me in a plastic bubble.
I'm sorry I just don't care no matter the amount of risk involved.
During your birth you could of died.
During every breath you take you could die.
An aneurysm can occur cause extreme amounts of pain anytime before you die.
Nights of constant screaming.
Agony to the infinity.
And sometimes in the case of brain cancer their is no remedy.
If you believe for second you safe locked away behind close doors.
You in for a eye opener.
One day you'll wish you didn't.
Germs can kill.
Pills can kill.
Smoking can kill.
Fire can kill.
Electricity can kill.
A simple fall can kill.
They are millions of way you can be killed each and every day.
You are living one big fat lie.
So just take some wings and soar.
Embrace every moment while your still here.
Because it won't be too long before gone.
The reaper will come and your fear of your own mortality will remedied once and for all.
The only solution I see is take nothing granted.
Don't dwell that which is too petty to really worry about.
It's just the small stuff listen to me.
Come over here if you need anymore encouragement I'll give you a hug.
A squeeze that might just kill you.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Gain Using Brain

Think carefully thrice
Throw decisions' dice
On the fine brain-floor
Success will knock at your door

You must be brave
Do not think about the grave
Surely from worry-fever
You will soon recover

The World you must leave
But before leaving, you must leave
Principles for ambitious youth
Living in East, West, North and south

Make cowardice face death
For this stop fear's breath
Valuable thoughts you must contribute
Forever then the World will pay tribute

If thought -fertilizers are scant
How can grow brain-plant?
Let brain make the right move
Then only obstacles you can remove

Wonderful plans brain can easily invent
Any hardship it can surely circumvent
A sharp brain is hard-work's gift
For coming up in life, it is the lift

Man has developed great cultures
Remain the same all other creatures
The obvious reason is brain
Thinking is to the brain grain

Life-river when you cross
Hindrances will come across
So skilfully construct the brain-bridge
Keep guiding thought-boards in the edge

If brain remains dull and negative
How can actions become superlative?
Brain is the basic root
That gives sweet success-fruit

If life-land is arid
Sweat can help get rid
Of aridity which is a success -killer
Provided brain becomes an expert-tiller.

poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Waves Of Fear

Waves of fear, attack in the night
Waves if revulsion, sickening sights
My hearts nearly bursting, my chests choking tight
Waves of fear, waves of fear
Waves of fear, squat on the floor
Looking for some pill, the liquor is gone
Blood trips from my nose, I can barely breathe
Waves of fear, Im too scared to leave
Waves of fear, waves of fear
Waves of fear, waves of fear
Im too afraid to use the phone
Im too afraid to put the light on
Im so afraid Ive lost control
Im suffocating without a word
Crazy with sweat, spittle on my jaw
Whats that funny noise, whats that on the floor
Waves of fear, pulsing with death
I curse my tremors, I jump at my own step
I cringe at my terror, I hate my own smell
I know where I must be, I must be in hell
Waves of fear, waves of fear
Waves of fear, waves of fear

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Well-Adjusted- Don't Be-Brain-Stuffing

To be well adjusted
can be a terrible thing
for where am I to dream
what does not yet exist
if I am only focused
upon what currently is?

And where in this
is to come to be
Creativity?

It can be a terrible thing
to be adjusted
because the mind
becomes hard-wired
to only what we
have personally experienced-
when I am out to discover
what is different from me?

No small thing this:
sailors die on the open sea
because their hard-wired minds
think that they need to find land
for fresh-water
making them forget
that they can catch fish
and drink.

Adjusted means
thinking like all the others think
knowing they will punish those
who dare to utter something
different from the orthodoxy.

Takes a strong mind
and character
to really think
differently
from what the others
keep
saying you
should think.

Protect that brain:
don't let the others
fill it in
for you,

find your own stuffing
to put in there
after all
you have to
all your life
live with it.

So open up
the Brain-Door
spend at least
five hours
a day
day-dreaming
that is how the Brain
wards off
Brain-Stuffing.

This what Einstein did-
five hours a day
you can see
how good
he did.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Functions of the Mind

Being swayed by the left half
of his God-built brain,
he is violent and aggressive.
Reasons he had of his own
to silence the voice of his tuneful wife
when her spiritual rhymes
flowed out of the threshold
of his lovely abode;
he simply slit the throat
of his emotional, creative wife
who was guided by the right
hemisphere of her brain.

Languishing in the jail,
he learnt to design detailed plans
to kill the people and escape
the claws of laws
and sold them to some clients.
Do the Government have no
obligation to identify the portions
of his brain controlling the functions
of his analytic mind and change them
into mild features
for the welfare of the society?

poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Do What I Like

Key:- r:- ray
A:- anita
R: come let me enter in your brain
You know how it goes no pain, no gain
Im a rough young brother, I care about another
I thank my life to my dad and my mother
Searching like a hunter, always into something
You wanna be down? first stop fronting
Please dont speak, pass me the mic
Cause no matter what you say Ill do what I like
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
R: rumours and lies start from the mouth
People hear little things and they start to shout
You see me on t.v. or a magazine cover
Lose our bonus, move under cover
Living that kind of effect, Im in demanded
I do my thing when I on demanded
You dont even know how I live my life
Dont point your finger cause Ill do what I like
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
A: do what you like
Do what you like
Do what you like
Do do what you like
R: yeah!
Dont give a damn
Dont give a damn
A: do what you like
R: dont give a damn
Dont give a damn
A: do what you like
R: come on!
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
A: do what you like
Do what you like
Do what you like
This is my life! oh!

song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Higher Ground

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the higher ground album, and has also been released on the john denver collection - rocky mountain high album.
There are those who can live
With the things they dont believe in
They are giving up their lives
For something that is less than it can be
Some have longed for a home
In a place of inspiration
Some will find the emptiness inside
By giving it all for the things that they believe
They believe
Maybe its just a dream in me
Maybe its just my style
Maybe its juat the freedom that Ive found
Given the possibility
Of living up to the dream in me
You know Ill be reaching for higher ground
I will stand on my own
I will live up to the vision
I will trust in what I feel
Id follow my heart until it brings me home
Brings me home
Maybe its just a dream in me
Maybe its just my style
Maybe its juat the freedom that Ive found
Given the possibility
Of living up to the dream in me
You know Ill be reaching for higher ground
Keep me through the night
Lead me to the light
Teach me the magic of wonder
Give me the spirit to fly
Maybe its just a dream in me
Maybe its just my style
Maybe its juat the freedom that Ive found
Given the possibility
Of living up to the dream in me
You know Ill be reaching for higher ground
Maybe its just a dream in me
Maybe its just my style
Maybe its juat the freedom that Ive found
Given the possibility
Of living up to the dream in me
You know Ill be reaching for higher ground
Music by john denver and lee holdridge, words by john denver and joe henry

song performed by by John Denver
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Conservative People

Conservative in their ways and in their thinking they do not embrace change in any way
They fear change as a threat to their existence as conservative through their lives they do stay
They resist change as if change is quite harmful as things were they wish them to remain
Their flawed values of rank and class distinction are things that they do fight hard to retain
Conservative people change not known to welcome on any change they like to have their say
They crave respect for their old ways of thinking whilst respect to those who want change they don't pay
No thanks to them that changes are occuring since they want to keep us tied to the past
They cannot accept that time brings with it changes that nothing as it was does seem to last,
Conservative people always in abundance their type never have been known to be rare
They live in Villages, Towns and in Cities you can meet their kind of person anywhere
To them change is something that should be resisted to the old ways with reverence they do cling
They fear change as much as they do fear the reaper as if indeed change were a dangerous thing
Suppose it takes all kinds to make up humanity and conservative people will always fight change
They look on people who to them are different as those who are untrustworthy and strange.

poem by Francis Duggan
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