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There's a lot of tension in this town
I know it's building up inside of me
I've got all the symptoms and the side effects
Of city life anxiety I could never understand
why the urban attitude Is so superior
In a world of high rise ambition
Most people's motives are ulterior
Sometimes I feel as though I'm running on ice
Paying the price too long
Kind of get the feeling that I'm running on ice
Where did my life go wrong
I'm a cosmopolitan sophisticate
Of culture and intelligence
The culmination of technology
And civilized experience
But I'm carrying the weight
of all the useless junk
A modern man accumulates
I'm a statistic in a system
That a civil servant dominates
And all that means is that I'm running on ice
Caught in the vise so strong
I'm slipping and sliding,
cause I'm running on ice
Where did my life go wrong
You've got to run You've got to run
As fast as I can climb A new disaster every
time I turn around As soon as I get
one fire put out
There's another building burning down
They say this highway's going my way
But I don't know where it's taking me
It's a bad waste,a sad case,a rat race
It's breaking me
I get no traction cause I'm running on ice
It's taking me twice as long
I get a bad reaction cause I'm running on ice
Where did my life go wrong
You've got to run You've got to run
Running on ice Running on ice
In recognition of the sole record of geocentric man, let us praise our creator for her guidance to avoid a replication of man's self destruction.
A Novel Storytelling of man's struggle as the center of his universe
Summary and Analysis
In Estes’ "The Poet Among us", the silent terror is fear, the silent terror is truth. The sub-title supports a causal-effect related conclusion.
Sifting Through Sand is believed to be a metaphoric examination of personal and political decision making. The search of which is an exercise in futility...
for it does not exist.
The resultant ramifications is time lost coupled with misguided effort. The message of religion's failure to the faithfully committed ultimately leads to primal fear and despair.
“Sacred tried” turned into “scared;tired” is interesting anagram word play. Through the use of altering letter sequence, contradictions and conclusions are evident as well as creatively poignant.
"When the solace tremble"or when your world begins to rock, is the time one tends to pray. The author claims to have the scars to prove it.
The mystery is whether Estes is the sole author; If so, for what purpose does he distinguish the entities as separate.
Mirror Images appear the same, in reality they are contrasted. The answer is the format utilized; Worthy of Note is the painstaking effort creating a visual bond through sentence pairings. It can only be explained as anal if otherwise nondescript.
Sifting Through Sand is believed to be a metaphoric examination of personal and political decision making. The search of which is an exercise in futility...
for it does not exist.
The resultant ramifications is time lost coupled with misguided effort. The message of religion's failure to the faithfully committed ultimately leads to primal fear and despair.
“Sacred tried” turned into “scared;tired” is interesting anagram word play. Through the use of altering letter sequence, contradictions and conclusions are evident as well as creatively poignant.
"When the solace tremble"or when your world begins to rock, is the time one tends to pray. The author claims to have the scars to prove it.
The mystery is whether Estes is the sole author; If so, for what purpose does he distinguish the entities as separate.
Mirror Images appear the same, in reality they are contrasted. The answer is the format utilized; Worthy of Note is the painstaking effort creating a visual bond through sentence pairings. It can only be explained as anal if otherwise nondescript.
The saints are coming
There is a house in New Orleans, they call
the Rising Sun. It's been the ruin of many
a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one.
I cried to my daddy on the telephone,how
long now? Until the clouds unroll and you
come home, the line went.But the shadows
still remain since your descent,your descent.
The saints are coming,the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try,I realise there's no
reply. The saints are coming,the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try,I realise there's no reply.
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,
how long now?Until the weather change
condemns belief,how long now?When the
night watchman lets in the thief Whats wrong now?
the Rising Sun. It's been the ruin of many
a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one.
I cried to my daddy on the telephone,how
long now? Until the clouds unroll and you
come home, the line went.But the shadows
still remain since your descent,your descent.
The saints are coming,the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try,I realise there's no
reply. The saints are coming,the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try,I realise there's no reply.
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,
how long now?Until the weather change
condemns belief,how long now?When the
night watchman lets in the thief Whats wrong now?
Curious George synopsis,
The opening draws a parallel to the incontrovertibly fictitious character. The choice of a monkey is interesting because of prevailing theories of the time respected evolution from primal species.
The author then correlates the primal link to fear, the most basic and powerful of human emotions. The reference to religion beliefs and social stigma are supplanted with Neuroscience, philosophy and psychology.
The LVII theory connects man to his ultimate self destructive nature. The social support system consists of Love, Vision, Instinct and Integrety .
Prayer is fine provided one sees the need to move his feet to help thyself. The focus evolves to individual reliance, personal responsibility and self esteem.
The author then correlates the primal link to fear, the most basic and powerful of human emotions. The reference to religion beliefs and social stigma are supplanted with Neuroscience, philosophy and psychology.
The LVII theory connects man to his ultimate self destructive nature. The social support system consists of Love, Vision, Instinct and Integrety .
Prayer is fine provided one sees the need to move his feet to help thyself. The focus evolves to individual reliance, personal responsibility and self esteem.
Coldplay - Fix You
When you try your best but you don't
succeed When you get what you want
but not what you need When you feel
so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in
reverse And the tears come streaming
down your face When you lose something
you can't replace When you love someone
but it goes to waste Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home And ignite your
bones And I will try to fix you And high up
above or down below When you're too in
love to let it go But if you never try you'll
never know Just what you're worth Lights
will guide you home And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you Tears stream down
your face When you lose something you
cannot replace Tears stream down your face
And I Tears stream down your face I promise
you I will learn from my mistakes Tears
stream down your face And I Lights will guide
you home And ignite your bones And I will try
to fix you
succeed When you get what you want
but not what you need When you feel
so tired but you can't sleep Stuck in
reverse And the tears come streaming
down your face When you lose something
you can't replace When you love someone
but it goes to waste Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home And ignite your
bones And I will try to fix you And high up
above or down below When you're too in
love to let it go But if you never try you'll
never know Just what you're worth Lights
will guide you home And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you Tears stream down
your face When you lose something you
cannot replace Tears stream down your face
And I Tears stream down your face I promise
you I will learn from my mistakes Tears
stream down your face And I Lights will guide
you home And ignite your bones And I will try
to fix you
Running on Ice... Billy Joel
There's a lot of tension in this town
I know it's building up inside of me
I've got all the symptoms and the side effects
Of city life anxiety I could never understand
why the urban attitude Is so superior
In a world of high rise ambition
Most people's motives are ulterior
Sometimes I feel as though I'm running on ice
Paying the price too long
Kind of get the feeling that I'm running on ice
Where did my life go wrong
I'm a cosmopolitan sophisticate
Of culture and intelligence
The culmination of technology
And civilized experience
But I'm carrying the weight
of all the useless junk
A modern man accumulates
I'm a statistic in a system
That a civil servant dominates
And all that means is that I'm running on ice
Caught in the vise so strong
I'm slipping and sliding,
cause I'm running on ice
Where did my life go wrong
You've got to run You've got to run
As fast as I can climb A new disaster every
time I turn around As soon as I get
one fire put out
There's another building burning down
They say this highway's going my way
But I don't know where it's taking me
It's a bad waste,a sad case,a rat race
It's breaking me
I get no traction cause I'm running on ice
It's taking me twice as long
I get a bad reaction cause I'm running on ice
Where did my life go wrong
You've got to run You've got to run
Running on ice Running on ice
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NOW That's Just wrong
http://tippingpointsin7wordsorless.blogspot.com/
Talking points in 7 words or less
http://wwwgjfcom.blogspot.com/
Serious topics without the minutia
http://geo-dollarsense.blogspot.com/
Stock picks,economics,money
http://gjf-geo-politics.blogspot.com/
Political hyperbole and sarcasm with teeth
http://dada-gjf.blogspot.com/
The Arts: Where the poets live
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In recognition of the sole record of geocentric man, let us praise our creator for her guidance to avoid a replication of man's self destruction.
About Me
- gjf
- Born in Queens,NY...Raised on Long Island...Served in the military... Lived Abroad
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