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‘…. and now, here’s Rick with the latest Market news…’ ‘Val, trading was very brisk today, with a number of influences that set the market off to some defined trends and statements. Of course, the Human Virtue Exchange always seems to rely on the volatility that resides ‘between the ears’ as noted by the veteran brokers on the floor, but the sharp ranges of prices offered versus profit taking has set the bar very high in the relative value of Basic Human Virtue. Now to the numbers: Courage [WHOME], Patience [PP], and former market darling Perseverance [GULP], all varied widely today on news from Washington that their value was doomed to fall in the light of the expected growth of Persistence [IAM] which history has shown to be a marked drag on just about everything. Outside of the self –efficacy bazaar, old standbys Ambition [HVY], Curiosity [WDF], Industry [HAHA] and Temperance [BFD], continued their free fall into uncharted areas of cost and return. Some analysts feel these virtues could be a real bargain in the future despite their history of poor performance. Could a comeback not seen since collapse of the Protestant Hypocrisy Era be in the works? We’ll see as the lack of movement in the Kindness-Generosity-Forgiveness-Compassion Index [FARAWAY] leads many to believe that the end of Politeness [UPYRS], Un-pretentiousness [ME-ME], Self Control [NWAY] and Sportsmanship [LONGONE], may lead to a complete miss-understanding between casual market players and devotees to the cause. The ratios cannot lie. But without a doubt, today’s big winner was Self Respect [YUP] which jumped and amazing 40 points before active trading ceased at the bell. So people feel real good about themselves for reasons that cannot be explained by the Ego File Indicator alone; this causes this reporter to predict that Naval Gazing [MOM] remains a ‘Hot to Trot’ stock fund and the Vanity market is always a good bet. Now, here’s Carl with today’s Human Emotion Exchange report……’
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Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:19 PM UTC
Two Forms of Nonsense
‘…. and now, here’s Rick with the latest Market news…’ ‘Val, trading was very brisk today, with a number of influences that set the market off to some defined trends and statements. Of course, the Human Virtue Exchange always seems to rely on the volatility that resides ‘between the ears’ as noted by the veteran brokers on the floor, but the sharp ranges of prices offered versus profit taking has set the bar very high in the relative value of Basic Human Virtue. Now to the numbers: Courage [WHOME], Patience [PP], and former market darling Perseverance [GULP], all varied widely today on news from Washington that their value was doomed to fall in the light of the expected growth of Persistence [IAM] which history has shown to be a marked drag on just about everything. Outside of the self –efficacy bazaar, old standbys Ambition [HVY], Curiosity [WDF], Industry [HAHA] and Temperance [BFD], continued their free fall into uncharted areas of cost and return. Some analysts feel these virtues could be a real bargain in the future despite their history of poor performance. Could a comeback not seen since collapse of the Protestant Hypocrisy Era be in the works? We’ll see as the lack of movement in the Kindness-Generosity-Forgiveness-Compassion Index [FARAWAY] leads many to believe that the end of Politeness [UPYRS], Un-pretentiousness [ME-ME], Self Control [NWAY] and Sportsmanship [LONGONE], may lead to a complete miss-understanding between casual market players and devotees to the cause. The ratios cannot lie. But without a doubt, today’s big winner was Self Respect [YUP] which jumped and amazing 40 points before active trading ceased at the bell. So people feel real good about themselves for reasons that cannot be explained by the Ego File Indicator alone; this causes this reporter to predict that Naval Gazing [MOM] remains a ‘Hot to Trot’ stock fund and the Vanity market is always a good bet. Now, here’s Carl with today’s Human Emotion Exchange report……’
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He never knew the storms he calmed, With just a glance, a laugh, a smile. He never knew how deep I sank, Until his light reached me, quiet, and kind. Last night, sleep refused to come — I waited, stared, held back a sigh. Just hoping he might say a word, Or send a sign, a soft reply. But morning came with empty air, He didn’t show — and I just stared. At benches, books, the teacher’s voice, While colours drained from everywhere. He never knew how much it hurt, To sit and smile, pretend, obey — When all I wished was just to see His silly grin light up the day. He never knew, and maybe won’t, How much he helped me breathe again. Unbelievable! Someone whome I've never talked to- Still in his silence,I found my strength. You never knew you're the only star My sky still chases every night — Because no other light has ever Matched the warmth you gave so right. You never knew, you still don’t see — You’re a soul I can’t replace. Not because I need your love... But because you gave me grace. —Parisha
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Jul 12, 2025
Jul 12, 2025 at 2:48 PM UTC
He Never Knew
As with power of light and darkness i ride,through cosmos i glide Divine poetry Devilry MostHeavenly Illusion of time shatters,starfire scatters,blood of heaven splatters Left hand of God is my name Eating his wings is my game,to make me his bane thane of heaven,tool no bell for me,for fell your heaven in the cosmic 7 666 or 999 to from chaos to eternity Lament of innocence sang for a devil profound in god Requiem thy starlight gaze upon the spectral hellsight witness destruction and creation from 1 cause and effect Omniscience Omnimastery Enchanted Badassery Starlight! in this night most long,for light is wrong Starlight!be evils fright and my right on good and darkness Starlight!Poetical poem for your ascension moment in this unholly Light and Darkness Interveniton Secret of the universe,fire shall bleed,darkness will bleed light and let light bleed darkness Cut god open so light and darkness bleed,on his blood i feed. Grant power to the game of the foolish winer for light and darkness power of illusion are beyond the stars beyond every universe,astral plane,dimension,and existence lies the future and destiny of my soul for it is in this moment as i speak my awakening will come 2013-2021/2023 2021 a castle is visible from all sides of the earth in the sky,no one knows whome stands before it. (in this universe doomsday comes in another castle) -AlucarD
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Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 3:31 PM UTC
Enchanted Light and Darkness
I stand on a mountain , I stood on a hill , but even the Napolionics dark clouds of war had nothing on this . the sheep that were grazing have fled in it’s gaze , and even though my cloak wrapped around me from the chill of the night . I saw from the north did asail the wind darkness like no other , as I felt my bones rattle and shake under my skin . How i wanted to take hold of my mistress summer and bask in her warmth for just one more night . She left without a word nor did her lips empress upon mine , nor the soft comforts of late evenings did she impress upon my cheek . Now I await in trepidation and much distress her sister, this dark woman of whome pestilence awaits , and where storm clouds gather . This cold wind she sends an advent for what is to come . Hail snow and rain nothing is like these in her sight . Don’t look into her eyes , the man who peddles time cast under her spell and now he stands alone as time stands still . Look a white dove how it ***** it’s wings against her blackened skies ,. for in its beak lies a fig , and on it’s wings Gods eternal promise,. herolds the dawn . How I yearn for a warm bed and a clock to while away this hour . A dream catcher , A shape shifter , a net above my head ( to catch these things ) and above all , bed . Pray these things don’t steal the light , for my eyes to open and see the mornings sun ... just once more .
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Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 3:36 PM UTC
The White Dove .
When people joke about me, I join them and mock me, But sometimes they can just be mean, Very mean, It is painful, I try to not make my emotions  seen, This puts a question in my mind, R these people true friends, Or are these people just lying, R they the friends I'll miss when I leave?, R they the going to miss me?, R they the people I put on my trust, Or being with them is a must?, R they the people on whome I can lean?, But they r so mean, I'm angry and I sound mean too, But how can I doubt those people who, have been, There for me when life was mean, Not everyone are  friends, But there is always someone, With whome my adventure ends, And that's my true friend!
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 1:40 PM UTC
SO CALLED "FRIENDS"
Vane, young in yeares, but in sage counsell old, Then whome a better Senatour nere held The helme of Rome, when gownes not armes repelld The feirce Epeirot & the African bold, Whether to settle peace, or to unfold The drift of hollow states, hard to be spelld, Then to advise how warr may best, upheld, Move by her two maine nerves, Iron & Gold In all her equipage: besides to know Both spirituall powre & civill, what each meanes What severs each thou hast learnt, which few have don The bounds of either sword to thee wee ow. Therfore on thy firme hand religion leanes In peace, & reck’ns thee her eldest son.
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To Sr Henry Vane The Younger
There once was a Beatle and a Bird Who enjoyed a cup of tea every hour of the 3rd At whome, passer bys would exclaim “Absurd!” “These two could never give what the other deserves” But still the Beatle and the Bird Remained ever so undeterred
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Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 7:46 AM UTC
The Bird and the Beatle
What. What does it mean to have to ability to see the things unseen by the common population? Does it mean that every movement every sound has a deeper value than something unwanted and shallow? unnoticed by most but so very relevant to the ones it holds meaning for. Why do we let things deminish our self worth? To whom it may concern I care. I actually do care. I feel everything. Sometimes to deeply. But surely enough I feel it. No matter what may come out of my mouth unto a world that is not yet ready for my greatness, I will continue to care and make it known to others. To whome it may concern.
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 2:54 PM UTC
To whom it may concern
A long ways off a wolf howls into the wood, But their is no call back. He howls again, the despair in his call echos back in the crying of song birds The song they sing is picked up and repeated into the world. A song so full of pain that people crumple to their knees in soundless agonie. The wolf howls again, Challenging the moon as to whome, Whome is more alone in the universe, The lonely one who travels the sky, Or the broken one who has known company but for folly now goes without. Even the moon grows colder with the grief of the wolf. The wolf makes its own path around the world. Where their isn't a trail he creates one, The ground underneath being crushed with the weight of a heavy heart. He searches the world, Echoing his desperate howl across all seven seas. Hoping someday to find, Where his beloved does lie. His howl replaced as a broken cry.
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 11:25 PM UTC
The Cry of a Broken Wolf
I sit and think of you with him Neither of you let go like phantom limb My mind is dark so thoughts are grim Love I feel will slowly dim But that's okay because he's just an ex Your best friend with whome you've had *** Knowing this my mind does vex And our future it effects I really want you to have your happiness Never mind about the stress I'm just far to easy to depress I'm being childish,I digress
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 8:33 AM UTC
Neurotic
Here again I sit alone, wondering... Why there must not be always, love... Again, forlorn, my heart doth weep... My purpose wane, my faith come weak... Future, past, present are but not what I have been... Self; illusionary... But, for to whome I tell not when... The line, the wax; coordination.... My falseness bare not witness to thy lovely... Eye of the storm is not; but hurricane eyes, not, too much, mine heart... Be the still, the ne'er loved... Forlorn, my purpose wane... To ne'er I go, thine heart not slain... Carry thine love with thee, under pillow safeguarded... Mule's day, play's night... To see the lovely, wonderful... Storm-less skies, wonderous eyes, after all..
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Sep 15, 2012
Sep 15, 2012 at 1:45 AM UTC
Hurricane Eyes
The time Passes faster and faster each cycle Broken upon broken Hurt upon hurt Will you never learn Friend of mine You have been saved And to your savior you only bring destruction To whome you thought renewed you You give trust and praise But yet again Your thrown into the melting *** To be twisted Conformed And molded My dear friend Why are you so blind? Just another angry song to be written As you are made a fool of Yet again.
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Jan 17, 2012
Jan 17, 2012 at 1:21 AM UTC
To Whome I Watch Melt.
Why only me? Question in thoughts be lingering pain in heart deep Suffering humanity doth weep Changing world never a constant Pain and joy hearts  content yet trouble none for two same to whome doth we blame god in his might in heaven or fate and luck odd or even yet why only me why only to me cause it has to be  can suffered by me
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 12:34 AM UTC
Why only me?
You are the type of girls we write and sing for. You are the type of girls whome you kiss,you feel that you still nedd more. You are the type of girls to talk with without bore And when you smile,I can't keep my feet in the floor.
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Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 9:55 AM UTC
you are...
A girl lays in a worn bed. Her beautiful, soft dark brown curls, a mess from the night before. As she wipes the sleep from her tired eyes, she breathes a melancholy sigh. Her past years has taken a toll on her. But what she doesn't know is that within the ashes of sadness, when it seems all that is important has burned down in front of her eyes, it only leaves room for a better beginning. Staring out the window, she notices a couple walking down her street. She shakes her head, thinking she will never get to experience the strange thing so called "love" due to past memories of guys who never really shown the affection she deserves. But in the end, it ultimately becomes her decision, if she will reach out to create better memories, for a short time, or a lifetime. As she gets up from her bed she reaches for her phone and a beautiful, but delicate smile forms on her tired lips, as she gazes on the message she recieved from the night before from a boy whome she met a while ago. "a girl lays in a worn bed.." She reads.
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Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 11:26 AM UTC
Her.
I choose this life It's a hard life Yet there is a side to me Who through these words You will find Has a side unknown Unseen I am a US Marine Who fights and will die For those I have never seen For those I love For those whome protest my existence But I say to you If a man held a gun to your mothers head Would you not feel an urge The instinct to fight And save your loved ones. This is why I fight because I love my fellow Marines I love every American Every one has a chance to fight for who they love.
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC
Untitled
He was the water for which I became thursty . He was the food for whome I became hungry. He was the poison for which I was ready to die. He was everything for me, But he made me feel I have nothing.
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Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 11:52 PM UTC
That person was everything
The rose release's a threat but to us it is a beautiful perfume. The rose crys as its petals release there grip, one by one they fall to the ground. Joining the others, whome fall consumes.
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Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 12:29 PM UTC
Fall
As the sun Begins to set I know my day Is not over yet So much to see So much to do So much to share Now that I've found you The time that's gone Beyond the bridge Does not effect the colors Now forming upon the ridge As abstract as what We now have Should I have tried.... ......To see Yesterday Any vision Any future Any thought That I would have Someone.... With whome To share The setting of the sun Now I realize I was All mixed up And am just now realizing I am not viewing the setting sun I'm in total awe....To realize We're sharing a brand new sun RISING And glory To the making.... .....of a brand new day
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Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 4:35 AM UTC
As the sun
Under warm sheets In a cold room Nothing beats You know whome Snuggled up Warm bodies contact A coffee cup Liquid all blacked
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 6:46 AM UTC
cold room