Why should we limit our Selves by only paying homage
To the lower-class man paid to die fighting his counter self
A mindful man may show as reckless a courage
Daring to enter into the abyss of himself.
(wordplay with W. B. Yeats).
(c) Satori Publishing, 2018.
Since the dawn of time scratching the head to ignite
Trudging daily on the treadmill to preserve the spark
The very last thought is like the switching off of a light
No-body is conscious of the worm in the dark.
(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.
Shame? Depression?
Sit alone and cry?
Lay down and die?
Your fault you were broken?
No! No! No! Know this —-
The break is not weakness
You live to fight another day
The fracture will set stronger
AT THE POINT IT WAS BROKEN
Stand up!! A complete person
God’s creation, a thing of Wonder!
(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.
I am the son of my father
I am my father of the son.
(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.
Controlled breathing, belly deep, puts the brakes on Conscious Thought
In at nose, hold, out of mouth, empty lungs, reduces the chatter to nought
Rich oxygen to a quiet mind is the creative food for thought
Silence aids victory when the big battles are fought.
(c)Satori Publishing,2018.
Be an Artist
Be a god
Create your own universe
Create your own creatures
Breathe life into the chapter and verse
Your progeny, your features
Be a god
Be an Artist.
(c) Satori Publishing,2017.
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.
When you want to get away from every vulture
Take a trip to Lahore, city of historic culture
The jewellery quarter has diamonds and pearls
But nothing as precious as the golden girls
All the parks have peacocks strolling on the lawns
All the gardens have ladies parading their finest gowns
The flowers in bloom will make your heart sigh
You can have heaven without having to die
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.
Early in the morning when Lahore is bathed in sunshine
Or at dusk when she seems to be wearing silk so fine
Listen and recite, there’s a poem on every street corner
Every sight and sound sings a song in her honour
Taste the food so lush it has certain powers
Her perfume is sweeter than all the flowers
Every pretty girl you see will make you cry
You can have heaven without having to die
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.
Every sense, every emotion magnified
Every nerve in my body electrified
I am wired to every star in the sky
My heart is a kite ready to fly
If you want further proof
Meet me up on the roof
Look at all the sweet angels walking by
You can have heaven without having to die
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.
There is no secret, no magic pill, no easy way in
Methodical practise is the key if you want to win
Deliberate practise designed to make progress
Aim the practise at the target for sweet success
The new rises from the old as you fuel the burning
Fresh repetition is the mother of all creative learning
Get Father Time on your side if you want glory in the sun
You cannot stop his hands but you can make his feet run
Every second, every minute, every hour of every day of your life
Take a stand on the edge of the blade and sharpen the knife
You have to shovel a mountain to find a diamond
You have to obey the laws of supply and demand
The more you demand it the more it will be supplied
The more you practise it the more you will be qualified
Rage against the Mediocre too busy doing nothing
Rage against the Wannabe wanting something for nothing
Natural talent just sitting around is a jerk
Natural talent has to be honed with hard work
The one who practises the hard will turn it to easy
The one who practises the most will turn it to reality
Talent is good but practise makes it better
Talent is good but practise makes it greater
All greatness is a mix of certain passions
And a certain number of practise sessions
You must have the desire and the will to practise the skill
Practise the techniques till you are ready to make the kill
How can you move forward if you do not practise?
How can you improve further if you do not practise?
Put your back into it, put your heart into it
Put your mind to it, pour your soul into it
Patience, patience, learning the craft takes time
The more the grape ripens the sweeter the wine
Practise with love … that is the key lesson
Practise what you love with energetic passion
Practise with the belief that you will reach your goal
Practise with the knowledge that it is in your control
Imagine it … and practise it till it is real
Practise the dream till it is a done deal
Never forget the golden rule to winning
Set your eyes on the prize, and keep practising.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.
Alexander the Great and his mule driver both died
And the same thing happened to both …
Yes, but one is nameless
And the other is Immortal
Or, one name is Mule Driver
And the other is Alexander.
(in answer to Marcus Aurelius)
(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.
The rules of the Ages are not fair
History really does not care
About your mother or father
The brother, sister, son or daughter
The uncle, aunt, cousin, or lover
Relative or friend, or other
Factor, such as the clothes you wear
Your house, your car, or your hair
If you were happy or sad
If you behaved, good or bad
If you were kind to an old lady
Or donated to a charity
You made a deal, had a good meal
You earned it, or had to steal
Or the chance that was missed
The girl who was not kissed
All of these are of their time
But they are not FOR ALL TIME
History cares for only one goddamn thing
The one who can give her a good fucking.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.
I want tons of easy money NOW!
I want fast cars that go POW!
I want fast women who go WOW!!
Asshole, you must be motherfucking dumb
You think I am willing to be a walking bomb?
Blow myself up? You must take me for a bum
Every revolutionary in history blew up the enemy
The Paki is so thick he blows himself up initially?
Your own public are the victims of your sick strategy
This Paki wants tons of easy money NOW!
This Paki wants fast cars that go POW!
This Paki wants fast women who go WOW!!
(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.
There are no gods, dictators, or kings
Laws and orders are for the hoi polloi
Limits and regulations do not apply
Will to power, total mastery, the Man of destiny
Controls what is in his vicinity
By ruling over himself he rules all things.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.
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