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Aspirin Damage

I get these killer headaches
I get one everyday
I wake up with a migraine
Since you ran away
Got a load of tension
Burnin' up my neck
Something is wrong with my suspension
So pass those tablets to this wreck
Aspirin damage, Aspirin damage
Kills the pain, destroys the brain
No one told me 'bout Aspirin damage
Sometimes I find myself shakin'
From the medication taken
Oh yeah.
I balance my Excedrin
And Anacins in stacks
I'm a pain reliever junkie
I got a Bayer on my back.
I went to see the doctor
He walked me down the hall
Said "Strip down 'til you're naked
Your suit, your tie and all."
Aspirin damage, Aspirin damage
Kills the pain, destroys the brain
Aspirin damage, my disadvantage
Sometimes I find myself shakin'
From the medication taken
Oh yeah.
Aspirin damage, Aspirin damage
Kills the pain, destroys the brain
No one told me 'bout Aspirin damage
Sometimes I find myself shakin'
From the medication taken
Oh yeah

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Orlando Furioso Canto 15

ARGUMENT
Round about Paris every where are spread
The assailing hosts of Africa and Spain.
Astolpho home by Logistilla sped,
Binds first Caligorantes with his chain;
Next from Orrilo's trunk divides the head;
With whom Sir Aquilant had warred in vain,
And Gryphon bold: next Sansonet discerns,
Ill tidings of his lady Gryphon learns.

I
Though Conquest fruit of skill or fortune be,
To conquer always is a glorious thing.
'Tis true, indeed, a bloody victory
Is to a chief less honour wont to bring;
And that fair field is famed eternally,
And he who wins it merits worshipping,
Who, saving from all harm his own, without
Loss to his followers, puts the foe to rout.

II
You, sir, earned worthy praise, when you o'erbore
The lion of such might by sea, and so
Did by him, where he guarded either shore
From Francolino to the mouth of Po,
That I, though yet again I heard him roar,
If you were present, should my fear forego.
How fields are fitly won was then made plain;
For we were rescued, and your foemen slain.

III
This was the Paynim little skilled to do,
Who was but daring to his proper loss;
And to the moat impelled his meiny, who
One and all perished in the burning fosse.
The mighty gulf had not contained the crew,
But that, devouring those who sought to cross,
Them into dust the flame reduced, that room
Might be for all within the crowded tomb.

IV
Of twenty thousand warriors thither sent,
Died nineteen thousand in the fiery pit;
Who to the fosse descended, ill content;
But so their leader willed, of little wit:
Extinguished amid such a blaze, and spent
By the devouring flame the Christians lit.
And Rodomont, occasion of their woes,
Exempted from the mighty mischief goes:

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poem by Ludovico Ariosto
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Les saints, les morts, les arbres et le vent

Les grand'routes tracent des croix
A l'infini, à travers bois ;
Les grand'routes tracent des croix lointaines
A l'infini, à travers plaines ;
Les grand'routes tracent des croix
Dans l'espace livide et froid,
Où voyagent les vents déchevelés
A l'infini, par les allées.

Arbres et vents pareils aux pèlerins ;
Arbres tristes et fous où l'orage s'accroche,
Arbres pareils au défilé de tous les saints,
Au défilé de tous les morts
Au son des cloches,
Arbres qui combattez au Nord
Et vents qui déchirez le monde,
Oh ! vos luttes et vos sanglots et vos remords
Se débattant et s'engouffrant dans les âmes profondes

Voici Novembre assis auprès de l'âtre,
Avec ses maigres doigts chauffés au feu ;
Oh ! tous ces morts, sans feu ni lieu,
Oh ! tous ces vents cognant les murs opiniâtres
Et repoussés et rejetés
Vers l'inconnu, de tous côtés.

Oh ! tous ces noms de saints semés en litanies,
Tous ces arbres, là-bas,
Ces vocables de saints dont la monotonie
S'allonge infiniment dans la mémoire ;
Oh ! tous ces bras invocatoires,
Tous ces rameaux éperdument tendus
Vers on ne sait quel Christ aux horizons pendu !

Voici Novembre en son manteau grisâtre
Qui se blottit de peur au fond de l'âtre
Et dont les yeux soudain regardent,
Par les carreaux cassés de la croisée,
Les vents et les arbres se convulser
Dans l'étendue effarante et blafarde.

Les saints, les morts, les arbres et le vent,
Dites comme ils se confondent dans la mémoire
Quand les marteaux sautant
A coups de bonds dans les bourdons
Jettent le deuil aux horizons,
Du haut des tours imprécatoires.

Et Novembre, près de l'âtre qui flambe,
Allume, avec des mains d'espoir, la lampe

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Novembre

Les grand'routes tracent des croix
A l'infini, à travers bois ;
Les grand'routes tracent des croix lointaines
A l'infini, à travers plaines ;
Les grand'routes tracent des croix
Dans l'air livide et froid,
Où voyagent les vents déchevelés
A l'infini, par les allées.

Arbres et vents pareils aux pèlerins,
Arbres tristes et fous où l'orage s'accroche,
Arbres pareils au défilé de tous les saints,
Au défilé de tous les morts
Au son des cloches,

Arbres qui combattez au Nord
Et vents qui déchirez le monde,
Ô vos luttes et vos sanglots et vos remords
Se débattant et s'engouffrant dans les âmes profondes !

Voici novembre assis auprès de l'âtre,
Avec ses maigres doigts chauffés au feu ;
Oh ! tous ces morts là-bas, sans feu ni lieu,
Oh ! tous ces vents cognant les murs opiniâtres
Et repoussés et rejetés
Vers l'inconnu, de tous côtés.

Oh ! tous ces noms de saints semés en litanies,
Tous ces arbres, là-bas,
Ces vocables de saints dont la monotonie
S'allonge infiniment dans la mémoire ;
Oh ! tous ces bras invocatoires
Tous ces rameaux éperdument tendus
Vers on ne sait quel christ aux horizons pendu.

Voici novembre en son manteau grisâtre
Qui se blottit de peur au fond de l'âtre
Et dont les yeux soudain regardent,
Par les carreaux cassés de la croisée,
Les vents et les arbres se convulser
Dans l'étendue effarante et blafarde,

Les saints, les morts, les arbres et le vent,
Oh l'identique et affolant cortège
Qui tourne et tourne, au long des soirs de neige ;
Les saints, les morts, les arbres et le vent,
Dites comme ils se confondent dans la mémoire
Quand les marteaux battants
A coups de bonds dans les bourdons,
Ecartèlent leur deuil aux horizons,

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poem by Emile Verhaeren
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The Net interprets censorship as damage... and routes around it.

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The Net interprets censorship as damage and routes around it.

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Verdammt Wir Leben Noch

Wers jetzt net wei
der wirds nie verstehn
das die Welt sich um uns anders dreht
und wers net glaubt, ja der wird sehn
wir zwei wern bereinanderstehn.
Ah ist der org
Eh
wir brauchen euer hab und gut
Eh
denn euch geht es zu gut
ihr furchtelt ber und unter uns
und denkt euch ach die Schdelgunst
Wers jetzt net wei
der wirds nie verstehn
das die Welt sich um uns anders dreht
und wers net glaubt, ja der wird sehn
wir zwei wern bereinanderstehn.
Wers jetzt net wei
der wirds nie verstehn
das die Welt sich um uns anders dreht
und wers net glaubt, ja der wird sehn
wir zwei wern bereinanderstehn.
Eh
solo
Eh Eh
Wers jetzt net wei
der wirds nie verstehn
das die Welt sich um uns anders dreht
und wers net glaubt, ja der wird sehn
wir zwei wern bereinanderstehn

song performed by Falco
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Afrikaans: Sterregordels, Stilsonjare, Tydsbroekspypdinge, Haarsliert

Sterregordels

Cosmology in Afrikaans is an ode to joy, the
terms form sing-song strings with delightful
sounds “ewigbewegende elektron”
continuously spinning electron

“elektron in die hart van die atoomkorrel”
electron in the centre of the atom particle
- what a song!

“Triljoene Melkwegstelsels waaromheen ons
Melkweg elke tweehonderdmiljoenjaar
wentel – ‘n mallemeule van sterregordels…”

“Dobberende patrone, mesone en elektrone,
'n konfigurasie van konvekse novae”…

- these terms are singing to me!

A merry-go-round of star systems

Quotes from Adriaan Snyman “Die Messias Kode” (The Messiah Code) pp.9,10

Bombardement Van Frekwensies (English Explanation)

Waarmee sal ek hierdie leë oomblikke,
ankerloos, betekenisloos; aan die ewigheid
vasmaak - die gevoelsruimte in my hart

Is leeg, alle gevoel en denke het gesamentlik
in die donker duisternis van my brein ingeval
‘n laserbrein wat die hologramwêreld

Self moet konsituteer uit ‘n bombardement
van betekenislose frekwensies – maar
vandag is die ligstraalfokus uit

My pendulumgedagtes swaai ongefokus rond
die opgerolde, ingevoude ses-en-twintig of
meer dimensies van die virtuele werklikheid

Wil nie vir my oopgaan nie…

All thought and feeling fell into the black hole in my brain and the twenty-six or more rolled-up frequencies of reality does not want to open for me today…

Geloof In Liefde - Faith In Love

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From The Damage

This time Im done with always screwing up
Im sick of one direction down
Im a broken picture frame
My whole worlds twisted inside out
Streaming voices like a hurricane
Its telling me to wake up
Get out of bed
Put your feet on the floor
Theres fresh air out the door
And Ive been acting so pathetic
Knocking around like a ball on a string
Its taking time for me to get it
Im ready and willing to do anything to make it up to you
My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy
Im standing here all alone
Wishing that I couldve known
You just cant walk away
From the damage
Last time Im playing with a broken string
It dont matter no ones listening
Cause losing you has made me see
Ive gotta change
Gotta blame it
All on me
And Ive been acting so pathetic
Knocking around like a ball on a string
Its taking time for me to get it
Im ready and willing to do anything to make it up to you (oh)
My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty (so empty)
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy (heavy yeah)
Im standing here all alone
Wishing that I couldve known
That you just cant walk away
From the damage (damage)
My eyes may as well be blind if I just cant see you(if I cant see you)
My hands may as well be tied cause they just cant touch you (touch you)
Before the smoke can really clear away
From fires I started yesterday
I know Ive gotta find a way
Somehow Ive gotta find a way to wake up
From the damage
My arms are hurting so bad from being so empty
My heart weighs like a ton cause it feels so heavy
Im standing here all alone
Wishing that I couldve known
You just cant walk away
From the damage
My eyes may as well be blind if I just cant see you
My hands may as well be tied cause they just cant touch you

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The internet interprets censorship as damage and routes around it.

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Les routes

Comme des clous, les gros pavés
Fixent au sol les routes claires :
Lignes et courbes de lumière
Qui décorent et divisent les terres
En ce pays de bois et de champs emblavés.

Les plus vieilles se souviennent du temps de Rome,
Quand s'en venaient les Dieux
Rôder dans les vergers des hommes
D'autres ont aperçu la fée au manteau bleu
Qui se glissait entre les saules
Avec un ver luisant fixé sur son épaule ;
Quelques-unes se complaisent aux longs détours,
Pour visiter les croix qu'on dresse aux carrefours
Ou les vierges qu'on fête en des niches de pierre ;
Et les voici, celles qui ont senti la guerre
Et sa bondissante colère
Passer.

Pendant l'hiver morne et tassé
Autour des âtres,
Les grand'routes grisâtres
Semblent languir au loin, sous un ciel lourd et bas.
Mais dès que les beaux jours les réchauffent là-bas,
Toutes partent ensemble et s'adjugent la vie.
Leurs grands gestes à travers champs convient
Au travail vaste et clair
Hommes, chevaux, herses, charrettes
Et les gamins et les fillettes
Qui s'arrêtent parfois pour écouter dans l'air
Le chant flûté et saccadé d'une alouette.

Alors
Les grand'routes, dès le matin, s'en vont d'accord
Sous les rameaux et les ombrages
Vers les prés et les eaux, les bourgs et les villages ;
Et sans fatigue et sans repos
Elles longent le mur ou le fossé des clos ;
Elles se haussent et s'inclinent
Selon la courbe lente ou brusque des collines ;
Elles tardent soudain à s'en aller plus loin
Quand embaume le trèfle ou que fleure le foin ;
Parfois l'ombre grande des nues
Flotte seule à midi sur leur surface nue ;
On les voit traverser les clairs arpents du blé
Où s'activent les bras d'un travail rassemblé ;
L'une s'éloigne à droite et puis sinue à gauche
Vers un fermier qui bine ou vers un gars qui fauche ;
L'autre descend, très humblement, tracer un rond
Autour de la cabane où vit un bûcheron

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The Purse-Seine

Our sardine fishermen work at night in the dark
of the moon; daylight or moonlight
They could not tell where to spread the net,
unable to see the phosphorescence of the
shoals of fish.
They work northward from Monterey, coasting
Santa Cruz; off New Year's Point or off
Pigeon Point
The look-out man will see some lakes of milk-color
light on the sea's night-purple; he points,
and the helmsman
Turns the dark prow, the motorboat circles the
gleaming shoal and drifts out her seine-net.
They close the circle
And purse the bottom of the net, then with great
labor haul it in.

I cannot tell you
How beautiful the scene is, and a little terrible,
then, when the crowded fish
Know they are caught, and wildly beat from one wall
to the other of their closing destiny the
phosphorescent
Water to a pool of flame, each beautiful slender body
sheeted with flame, like a live rocket
A comet's tail wake of clear yellow flame; while outside
the narrowing
Floats and cordage of the net great sea-lions come up
to watch, sighing in the dark; the vast walls
of night
Stand erect to the stars.

Lately I was looking from a night mountain-top
On a wide city, the colored splendor, galaxies of light:
how could I help but recall the seine-net
Gathering the luminous fish? I cannot tell you how
beautiful the city appeared, and a little terrible.
I thought, We have geared the machines and locked all together
into inter-dependence; we have built the great cities; now
There is no escape. We have gathered vast populations incapable
of free survival, insulated
From the strong earth, each person in himself helpless, on all
dependent. The circle is closed, and the net
Is being hauled in. They hardly feel the cords drawing, yet
they shine already. The inevitable mass-disasters
Will not come in our time nor in our children's, but we
and our children
Must watch the net draw narrower, government take all
powers--or revolution, and the new government
Take more than all, add to kept bodies kept souls--or anarchy,

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Damage Is Done

(1st verse) "Is there a reason...
For things that you say?"
"The way you're treating me...
All the games I won't play?"
(Chorus 1) "Well it's too late -- we're no longer one...
I don't want you --the damage is done."
(2nd verse) " Will you miss me...
When I leave you behind?"
" Will you tell your friends...
I treated you un-kind?"
(Chorus 2) " Well it's over now...
And I'm on the run!"
" I don't want you -- the damage is done!"
(Refrain/Bridge) " There have been rumors,
That my sense of humor,
Is lacking in some ways."
" To me that's no reason --
It's tantamount to treason!"
" Let's see what the Judge
Has to say!"
" You need to find,
someone half as blind... "
" As I am to your games!"
" And maybe you'll find out,
What it's all about... "
" And it can drive you INSANE !!!"
(Chorus 3) " Ohh - OHH - oh --
The damage is done."
" And now I feel it's too late --
The damage is done."
" It's ohh -- oh -- oh -- oh 'ver...
" Now I'm on the run!"
" Baby, you and I know --
The damage is done!"
(lead guitar)
" I feel it's too late...
The Damage Is Done !!!"
***END***

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The Damage Is Done

Is there a reason
For things that you say?
The way youre treating me
All the games I wont play
Well its too late, no longer one
Dont want you, the damage is done
Will you miss me
When I leave you behind?
Will you tell your friends
I treated you unkind?
Well its over now, and Im on the run
I dont want you, the damage is done
There have been rumors
That my sense of humor is lacking in some ways
To me thats no reason, its tantamount to treason
See what the judge has to say
You need to find someone half as blind
As I am to your games
And maybe youll find out what its all about
And it can drive you insane
Ooh the damage is done
And now I feel its too late
The damage is done
Its over
Now Im on the run
And baby you and I know
The damage is done
I feel its too late
The damage is done

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The Damage

(HogarthKellyMosleyRotheryTrewavas)
I'm scared of opening the can
Scared of changing who I am
'Might've taken all I can
I'm scared of everything I am
Are you a natural woman?
I know I've got it comin..
The scent in the air
And the water running
The damage!
She said she's not telling it today
She said "Come back when you're alone"
"Come back when you're alone"
The damage The damage
The damage The damage
The damn damn dam damage
Are you a natural woman?
I know I've got it comin..
Dissent in the air
And the water running
Don't give me what's in the window, babe
I want the stuff you think would never sell
Whatcha have under the counter on the bottom shelf?
I'll buy the lowdown deepdown primal truthful self
I let the genie out of the box
I let the genie out of the box
Are you a natural woman?
I know I've got it comin..
The scent in the air
And the water running
Are you a natural woman?
Tell me you're the million-to-one
Are you a natural woman?
Are you a natural woman?
I'm a natural man.

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The Damage In Your Heart

One more time I have crossed the line.
Now you wont be mine anymore.
One more dream vanished up in smoke.
Now I have no hope anymore.
Let it go.
The damage in your heart
Let it go.
The damage in your heart
I cant tell you how the words will make me feel.
I cant tell you how the words will make me feel.
One more tear falling down your face
Doesnt mean that much to the world
One more loss in a losing life
Doesnt hurt so bad anymore.
Let it go.
The damage in your heart
Let it go.
The damage in your heart
I cant tell you how the words will make me feel.
I cant tell you how the words will make me feel.
One more tear falling down your face
Doesnt mean that much to the world
Let it go.
The damage in your heart
Let it go.
The damage in your heart
I cant tell you how the words will make me feel.
I cant tell you how the words will make me feel.

song performed by Weezer
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Virtuality

Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Like a shipwrecked mariner adrift on an unknown sea
Clinging to the wreckage of the lost ship fantasy
Im a castaway, stranded in a desolate land
I can see the footprints in the virtual sand
Net boy, net girl
Send your signal round the world
Let your fingers walk and talk
And set you free
Net boy, net girl
Send your impulse round the world
Put your message in a modem
And throw it in the cyber sea
Astronauts in the weightlessness of pixellated space
Exchange graffiti with a disembodied race
I can save the universe in a grain of sand
I can hold the future in my virtual hand
Lets dance tonight
To a virtual song
Press this key
And you can play along
Lets fly tonight
On our virtual wings
Press this key
To see amazing things
Like a pair of vagabonds who wave between two passing trains
Or the glimpse of a womans smile through a window in the rain
I can smell her perfume, I can taste her lips
I can feel the voltage from her fingertips
Net boy, net girl
Send your heartbeat round the world

song performed by Rush
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Soccer Rollback

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Browsing Internet

Do you know continuously browsing Internet
can damage your brain?
It can damage your health,
It can damage concentration of your study?
Do you know,
Browsing social network can damage your married life?
Do you know, it can damage your brain?
So, can we control our self of using internet?

poem by Hassan Tanvir Mansur
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