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  1. The Rhetoric of Life

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    I've got to admit 2 things...

    It's my first day recording this song ever...
    and also

    A slower/sleazier tempo is really doing it for now.
     
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    B.Larset Well-Known Member Past Donor

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    The Lark Ascending - Poem by George Meredith

    He rises and begins to round,
    He drops the silver chain of sound
    Of many links without a break,
    In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake,
    All intervolv’d and spreading wide,
    Like water-dimples down a tide
    Where ripple ripple overcurls
    And eddy into eddy whirls;
    A press of hurried notes that run
    So fleet they scarce are more than one,
    Yet changingly the trills repeat
    And linger ringing while they fleet,
    Sweet to the quick o’ the ear, and dear
    To her beyond the handmaid ear,
    Who sits beside our inner springs,
    Too often dry for this he brings,
    Which seems the very jet of earth
    At sight of sun, her musci’s mirth,
    As up he wings the spiral stair,
    A song of light, and pierces air
    With fountain ardor, fountain play,
    To reach the shining tops of day,
    And drink in everything discern’d
    An ecstasy to music turn’d,
    Impell’d by what his happy bill
    Disperses; drinking, showering still,
    Unthinking save that he may give
    His voice the outlet, there to live
    Renew’d in endless notes of glee,
    So thirsty of his voice is he,
    For all to hear and all to know
    That he is joy, awake, aglow,
    The tumult of the heart to hear
    Through pureness filter’d crystal-clear,
    And know the pleasure sprinkled bright
    By simple singing of delight,
    Shrill, irreflective, unrestrain’d,
    Rapt, ringing, on the jet sustain’d
    Without a break, without a fall,
    Sweet-silvery, sheer lyrical,
    Perennial, quavering up the chord
    Like myriad dews of sunny sward
    That trembling into fulness shine,
    And sparkle dropping argentine;
    Such wooing as the ear receives
    From zephyr caught in choric leaves
    Of aspens when their chattering net
    Is flush’d to white with shivers wet;
    And such the water-spirit’s chime
    On mountain heights in morning’s prime,
    Too freshly sweet to seem excess,
    Too animate to need a stress;
    But wider over many heads
    The starry voice ascending spreads,
    Awakening, as it waxes thin,
    The best in us to him akin;
    And every face to watch him rais’d,
    Puts on the light of children prais’d,
    So rich our human pleasure ripes
    When sweetness on sincereness pipes,
    Though nought be promis’d from the seas,
    But only a soft-ruffling breeze
    Sweep glittering on a still content,
    Serenity in ravishment.

    For singing till his heaven fills,
    ’T is love of earth that he instils,
    And ever winging up and up,
    Our valley is his golden cup,
    And he the wine which overflows
    To lift us with him as he goes:
    The woods and brooks, the sheep and kine
    He is, the hills, the human line,
    The meadows green, the fallows brown,
    The dreams of labor in the town;
    He sings the sap, the quicken’d veins;
    The wedding song of sun and rains
    He is, the dance of children, thanks
    Of sowers, shout of primrose-banks,
    And eye of violets while they breathe;
    All these the circling song will wreathe,
    And you shall hear the herb and tree,
    The better heart of men shall see,
    Shall feel celestially, as long
    As you crave nothing save the song.
    Was never voice of ours could say
    Our inmost in the sweetest way,
    Like yonder voice aloft, and link
    All hearers in the song they drink:
    Our wisdom speaks from failing blood,
    Our passion is too full in flood,
    We want the key of his wild note
    Of truthful in a tuneful throat,
    The song seraphically free
    Of taint of personality,
    So pure that it salutes the suns
    The voice of one for millions,
    In whom the millions rejoice
    For giving their one spirit voice.

    Yet men have we, whom we revere,
    Now names, and men still housing here,
    Whose lives, by many a battle-dint
    Defaced, and grinding wheels on flint,
    Yield substance, though they sing not, sweet
    For song our highest heaven to greet:
    Whom heavenly singing gives us new,
    Enspheres them brilliant in our blue,
    From firmest base to farthest leap,
    Because their love of Earth is deep,
    And they are warriors in accord
    With life to serve and pass reward,
    So touching purest and so heard
    In the brain’s reflex of yon bird;
    Wherefore their soul in me, or mine,
    Through self-forgetfulness divine,
    In them, that song aloft maintains,
    To fill the sky and thrill the plains
    With showerings drawn from human stores,
    As he to silence nearer soars,
    Extends the world at wings and dome,
    More spacious making more our home,
    Till lost on his aërial rings
    In light, and then the fancy sings.
    George Meredith
     
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    As usual, I was hesitating in my lonely room only accompanied by the anxious presence of loneliness. Loneliness and thoughts. That one, same old phrase echoing through my brain, shaking the walls of my skull. A phrase that can prevent disasters, failures and catastrophy. A phrase that can prevent success, happiness and pride. It is neither nor either, a two worded phrase that saves as much embarrassment as it causes. I am sure you too, have - at least once - heard these words and never forgotten them. Two words.

    What. If.

    What if she does not like me? What if she does like me? What if I fail the exam? What if I don't? What if I make a fool out of myself? What if I don't? What if. It is a hurdle and it is a sweet blanket of comfort, a matress to lean on in times of indecisiveness and in moments where you stand upon something that might change yourself. It is that one two-worded phrase that will make you regret listening to it as you, many years later, look back at that one moment where that one phrase stopped you from taking the risk. And again, you ask yourself; What if I had done it?

    It is a monster that is the embodiment of negative experiences, constantly creeping in the shadows of your thoughts, preventing you from thinking clearly and rationally. Causing you to become a risk-minimising coward who avoids what might change your life. Although being aware of and taking under consideration the risks of one's behaviour is indeed a healthy trait and a great habit of the responsible adult, it should, however, not become an addiction. Because when the two-worded phrase is allowed to grow, it will take over your life and you will soon find yourself in a stance where you will even ask yourself the what ifs of the what if's what if. It will drive you crazy and you will be driven even more crazy once you realise that you are stuck in a paradox. Because, the solution to stop thinking in terms of "what if..." is the same one as not doing it. It is what you have always done. Afterall, you are used to it.

    Four simple words and a question mark. Is that all it takes to beat the monster? What if it isn' -- Oh, right. I was supposed to stop doing it. I know I can because I know I have found the cure. The ultimate antidote to beat negative thoughts and fear of failure, fear of success and fear of fear itself. To stop it I have to ask it.

    What if I just stop?

    A familiar melody. It is the same melody. The melody of fear, risk minimising, perceived damage control and the tones of social avoition - A comfort blanket that provides short term comfort, but that suffocates you in the long run. A monster.

    You cannot get rid of it.
     
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    Out in the chill I await my turn
    Apprehensive and wary as moments tick
    Still feeling the background burn
    Anger at the humorless prick
    LEE ward mind and humble thought
    Dodging flaming baited risk
    Half the year your actions bought
    The next day thoughts of hate dismissed
     
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    Query in mind, disputed though distilling
    I argue with myself and risk losing
    Worthwhile wait or wasted worry....or both
    Friends and discussion fulfilling, worth a bruising
    Do I stay or go, I do not know
    Misunderstanding is happy killing.
     
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    tecoyah Well-Known Member Past Donor

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    What really matters today
    These dark lives that take each other, a brother
    Do you matter in this disfunction and hate
    It matters not what you say
    You insult anothers mother
    Succumb to your fate and part in the play
    We cannot just wish it all away

    The city is burning but no one cares
     
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    There's a spirit, livin' in my rack
    I feel him crawlin' , up on my back
    Now how's that for luck being bad?
    $600 a month, for a haunted pad.
     
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    Pain receives pain

    I don't need that ****

    I hope you feel better but I'm better off

    Without

    And alone, my my my

    I don't want to be a victim

    Just to get a reply from you

    I'd rather make my own noise

    And do

    What I do

    And if you heard it

    But preferred his

    I'm never gonna

    Get the purpose

    Because I don't want to invest

    And share in the pain

    I'm a high priced stock

    Just rocking in your name
     
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    Weed

    The drug

    That I

    Need

    Is weed

    Weed

    The drug

    That I

    Need

    Is weed

    Weed

    The drug

    That I

    Need

    Is weed

    Weed

    The drug

    That I

    Need

    Is weed

    Weed

    The drug

    That I

    Need

    Is weed
     
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    deleted; probably a rule against it
     
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    Looks like that's the best you can do under the influence.
    Oh the Hell of being Sober,
    Suffering deaths over and over.
    No excuse when you do wrong,
    Lower on the top 40 with ev'ry song.
    Concerts only for those with minds clear.
    The druggies might listen but they don't hear.
    You try for perfection each day of your life,
    But never can fully satisfy your wife.
    When the song makes no sense or the thought incomplete,
    You don't just continue, more likely delete.
    Your rhymes may rise high but your brain is not,
    So to get rich and famous you have barely a shot.
     
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    The skies are quiet today

    Too quiet

    Covid's in the air

    Covid's in the air

    This safety bubble I have

    Might pop and I'd be a have not

    But this safety bubble I'm in

    Is misleading
     
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    If home is

    Where the heart is

    Then it's left beaten

    And broke

    So far away from home

    Like a bird I have flown

    Set in my roots

    Rock hard as stone
     
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    When you wake up late

    And you're taking names

    It's time to fight

    And start again


    For fear

    If you're

    On my path

    I've woke up

    And just don't

    Give a

    ****

    I haven't had my coffee
     
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    Oh, can I post my stories here? Or poetry?
     

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