Putting a stamp on things just helps you say, 'Hey, yesterday I was there, and today I'm here.' It's another step forward, and it feels like another turning point and an unleashing of creativity, and now I'm going to start focusing on the show and the production, the fun stuff that comes with it.
His face became a mirror, and in it I saw a monster version of myself, unleashing my anger like black magic. In front of my children, in front of my neighbors' house. If I'd really been a witch Nathan would have been a column of dust. Not even a lizard, not even a toad. Just nothing. Nothingness,
How is it, that for many of us, being a good Christian is nothing more than being a good person? The entire focus of our faith has been the elimination of sin, which is important but inadequate; rather than the unleashing of a unique, original, extraordinary, wonderfully untamed, faith.
The resurrection is not a static and an isolated event fixed in the past, but the unleashing of a power and force that takes the form of a death defying love. Resurrection is ever present, constantly accosting us, challenging us, stretching us, cracking us open and seeking to have its way with us in order that we might come to maturity in Christ.
I shall add that only he who has decided to commit suicide can start a nuclear war in the hope of emerging a victor from it. No matter what the attacker might possess, no matter what method of unleashing nuclear war he chooses, he will not attain his aims. Retribution will inevitably ensue.
I write incessantly, I'm very productive, I write for a dozen publications and blogs and websites. A lot of very hardcore political stuff. I write a weekly feature. I express myself. But when time comes to make music [with the] same absolutely unleashing of total honesty zero inhibitions, it just flows like a stream of conscientiousness because I will not be silenced no matter what my point might be.
Politics is a dirty business, a ruse, an ideological cul-de-sac, a vast looter of intellectual and financial resources, a lie that corrupts, a deceiver, a means of unleashing vast evil in the world of the most unexpected and undetected sort and the greatest diverter of human productivity ever concocted by those who do not believe in authentic social and economic progress.
I'm convinced that business success in the future starts with the question, What should I do with my life? Yes, that's right.... People don't succeed by migrating to a "hot" industry (one word: dotcom) or by adopting a particular career-guiding mantra (remember "horizontal careers"?). They thrive by focusing on the question of who they really are--and connecting that to work that they truly love (and, in so doing, unleashing a productive and creative power that they never imagined).
Delight in smooth sounding platitudes, refusal to face unpleasant facts ... genuine love of peace and pathetic belief that love can be its sole foundation ... the utter devotion of the Liberals to sentiment apart from reality ...though free from wickedness or evil design, played a definite part in the unleashing upon the world of horrors and miseries [WWII]
Delight in smooth sounding platitudes, refusal to face unpleasant facts... genuine love of peace and pathetic belief that love can be its sole foundation... the utter devotion of the Liberals to sentiment apart from reality... though free from wickedness or evil design, played a definite part in the unleashing upon the world of horrors and miseries [WWII]
Winston S. Churchill
The education we all receive from the State, at school and after, has so warped our minds that the very notion of freedom ends up by being lost, and disguised in servitude. It is a sad sight to see those who believe themselves to be revolutionaries unleashing their hatred on the anarchist just because his views on freedom go beyond their petty and narrow concepts of freedom learned in the State school.
For in this modern world, the instruments of warfare are not solely for waging war. Far more importantly, they are the means for controlling peace. Naval officers must therefore understand not only how to fight a war, but how to use the tremendous power which they operate to sustain a world of liberty and justice, without unleashing the powerful instruments of destruction and chaos that they have at their command.
I hope that the Palestinians don't make the mistake of unleashing a new intifada. They've tried it twice before, and the consequences were bad for both sides. But I don't think the forces are there (that could carry out) an uprising against the leadership. The people that could initiate it are in Israeli prisons. And what could they hope to achieve? In the end, they're too weak to end the Israeli occupation.
Only dramatic cuts in the federal deficit, a rollback of regulations that cripple small and community banks, a cancellation of future tax increase plans, a big reduction in federal spending, repeal of Obamacare, freeing manufacturing from the prospect of carbon taxation and unleashing out domestic energy potential can solve our problems. But Obama is not about to undo his legacy of disaster for the American people.
What good is it to continue to focus on the exterior technological wonders before us--from indefinite life extension to computer/mind interlinks to unlimited zero-point energy to worm-hole intergalactic space travel--if all we carry with us is an egocentric red-mem Nazis and KKK? Do we really want Jack the Ripper living 400 years, zipping around the country in his hypercar, unleashing misogynistic nanorobots? Exterior developments are clearly a concern; how much more so are interior developments--or lack there of....
Don't live life as a spectator. Always examine life: Espouse new ideas, long for new things, constantly discovering new interests, escaping from boring routines. Engage life with enthusiasm; grasping life aggressively and squeezing from it every drop of excitement, satisfaction, and joy. The key to unleashing life's potential is attitude. The person who approaches life with a child-like wonder is best prepared to defy the limitations of time, is more 'alive, ' more of a participant in life than the person who remains a spectator.
[I]n 1919, 1920 and 1921, the whole Israelite press stormed the Romanian state unleashing everywhere chaos and exhorting to violence against the regime, the form of government, the Church, the Romanian order, the national idea, patriotism. Now, as if by magic (in 1936), the same press, led exactly by the same people, has turned into a protector of the state order and its laws, and declares itself 'against violence', and we have become the 'enemies of the country', the 'right-wing extremists', 'in the pay and in the service of the enemy of Romanicity', and, before long, we will hear even this: that we are sponsored by the Jews.
Corneliu Zelea Codreanu
Nico then leaned into Katty, and kissed her. He kissed her with every ounce of Vampire strength, pressing his lips forward into hers, feeling her slight breath and her soft lips touch against his with the heat of a hot fire. He kissed her while holding her face close to his, his fingers spreading against the width of her delicate cheeks. Katty closed her eyes and took the kiss all in, feeling such a kiss make her feel so dizzy, so weak. So lightheaded. It was as if she was being kissed for the very first time. It was a kiss that took all her resistance away, all her fear, but gave her an existence that she never possibly knew. Within a few moments, Nico pulled away, unleashing the kiss from its endurance.
Keira D. Skye
I keep saying that i wish our black women would not stop raising their sons to be like the niggas who left them. I see mothers covering for their deadbeat sons, putting some other child's mother through the same shit, her babyfather put her through. We have spent the last few decades blaming absentee fathers for the lack of "graces" among our young men forgetting that they are raised by women. Women have always been other women's worst enemies. Maybe we need to start asking our mothers, what have they been doing wrong. Trying to smother the only man who won't leave them cause he can't, hes biologically linked to her. Trying to make up for the men who dumped her. Raising monstrous, spoiled brats and then unleashing them on the female population. What we have today is a culture of men raised like daughters who do not know how to be a partner, a man and a father. The Bunna Man The Saga Continues Crystal A. Evans
The fact that the crime and the punishment were related and bound up in the form of atrocity was not the result of some obscurely accepted law of retaliation. It was the effect, in the rites of punishment, of a certain mechanism of power: of a power that not only did not hesitate to exert itself directly on bodies, but was exalted and strengthened by its visible manifestations; of a power that asserted itself as an armed power whose functions of maintaining order were not entirely unconnected with the functions of war; of a power that presented rules and obligations as personal bonds, a breach of which constituted an offence and called for vengeance; of a power for which disobedience was an act of hostility, the first sign of rebellion, which is not in principle different from civil war; of a power that had to demonstrate not why it enforced its laws, but who were its enemies, and what unleashing of force threatened them; of a power which, in the absence of continual supervision, sought a renewal of its effect in the spectacle of its individual manifestations; of a power that was recharged in the ritual display of its reality as 'super-power'.
A bare two years after Vasco da Gama's voyage a Portuguese fleet led by Pedro Alvarez Cabral arrived on the Malabar coast. Cabral delivered a letter from the king of Portugal to the Samudri (Samudra-raja or Sea-king), the Hindu ruler of the city-state of Calicut, demanding that he expel all Muslims from his kingdom as they were enemies of the 'Holy Faith'. He met with a blank refusal; then afterwards the Samudra steadfastly maintained that Calicut had always been open to everyone who wished to trade there... During those early years the people who had traditionally participated in the Indian Ocean trade were taken completely by surprise. In all the centuries in which it had flourished and grown, no state or kings or ruling power had ever before tried to gain control of the Indian Ocean trade by force of arms. The territorial and dynastic ambitions that were pursued with such determination on land were generally not allowed to spill over into the sea. Within the Western historiographical record the unarmed character of the Indian Ocean trade is often represented as a lack, or failure, one that invited the intervention of Europe, with its increasing proficiency in war. When a defeat is as complete as was that of the trading cultures of the Indian Ocean, it is hard to allow the vanquished the dignity of nuances of choice and preference. Yet it is worth allowing for the possibility that the peaceful traditions of the oceanic trade may have been, in a quiet and inarticulate way, the product of a rare cultural choice - one that may have owed a great deal to the pacifist customs and beliefs of the Gujarati Jains and Vanias who played such an important part in it. At the time, at least one European was moved to bewilderment by the unfamiliar mores of the region; a response more honest perhaps than the trust in historical inevitability that has supplanted it since. 'The heathen [of Gujarat]', wrote Tome Pires, early in the sixteenth century, 'held that they must never kill anyone, nor must they have armed men in their company. If they were captured and [their captors] wanted to kill them all, they did not resist. This is the Gujarat law among the heathen.' It was because of those singular traditions, perhaps, that the rulers of the Indian Ocean ports were utterly confounded by the demands and actions of the Portuguese. Having long been accustomed to the tradesmen's rules of bargaining and compromise they tried time and time again to reach an understanding with the Europeans - only to discover, as one historian has put it, that the choice was 'between resistance and submission; co-operation was not offered.' Unable to compete in the Indian Ocean trade by purely commercial means, the Europeans were bent on taking control of it by aggression, pure and distilled, by unleashing violence on a scale unprecedented on those shores.
THERE'S A BURNING DESIRE BURNING IN MY BRAIN, NO TIME FOR DENYING I WANNA LET IT OUT BUT YOU WOULD SAY I'M A LIAR I AIN'T GIVE A DAMN I'MA SPIT WHAT'S LEFT ON MY MIND THERE ARE MANY THINGS UNTOLD I NEED TO GET OFF MY CHEST I DESIRE TO BE THE KING OR A PRESIDENT OR I CAN BE THAT LITTLE SPARK IN YOUR BRAIN THAT MAKES YOU MEDITATE DESIRE TO BE THE ONE GREAT PILLAR AN UNSHAKEABLE MAN THAT CAN'T BE BROUGHT DOWN WHEN YOU BEAT HIM DESIRE TO BE THE POSITIVE OR I CAN BE THE NEGATIVE WISH I CAN BE THE BEST RAPPER IN THE WORLD, AFFIRMATIVE! OR I CAN BE THE LAST MAN STANDING YOU DIGGING IT? THEN I CAN BE SO PROUD TO PROVE THAT YOU CAN NEVER BEAT ME I WISH THAT I COULD BE THE FUTURE NE-NE-NEVER BE THE PAST DESIRE TO BE THE GREATEST STAR THAT STANDS EVERLASTING NICE THOUGHTS COMING OUTTA MY MIND THEY CAN'T STOP IT COS THAT'S WHAT'S BURNING IN MY SOUL... RHYMING AND DROPPING THE HIT AND ERRYBODY'S FEELING ME RAPPING AND DROPPING THE CEILINGS DOWN TO THE GROUND YOU DIGGING IT? PEELING, KILLING THE WHOLE GAME AIN'T GIVE SHIT OF IF SPEAKING LIKE, 'MA-PA-PA-PA-MA-MA' BUT THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE I MAKE SENSE OUT OF NONSENSE AND NOW THEY CALLING ME THE GREAT NIGGA WITH CONCEPT ME FLOW IS FANTASTIC ME BOY IS INCREDIBLE HATERS ARE SAYING, "DAMN! MEHN, UNBELIEVABLE" I KEEP ON KILLING THE BEAT BETTER THAN A GWANDER MAN I FLOW SO STEADY MEHN, IT'S JUST COMING OUTTA MY BRAIN NEVER SCARED OF THE ENEMY COS I'M TOO DEADLY WANNA HEAR MY VOICE? YOU BETTER PLAY IT AGAIN AND AGAIN GREATEST IN THE WHOLE WORLD BEST IN NIGERIA WANNA KNOW ME? YOU BETTER CHECK ON WIKIPEDIA YEAH, MY WHOLE TRACKS ARE GETTING PLAYED ON THE MEDIA BEST FLOWS FROM THE BETTER GUY WHO LIVE A LIFE OF A HUSTLER BUT HEART OF A KING GOT THE MIND STATE OF A WINNER BUT I'M STRUGGLING HUSTLING HARD STRUGGLE ERRYDAY LIKE A PET IT'S NOT A MOVIE THAT YOU CAN KNOW IF YOU'VE GOTTEN THERE YET IT IS REALITY I PLAY THE WHOLE ROLE AND NOW I'M GETTING IT KEEP MY HEAD STEADY ERRYDAY AND NEVER BENDING IT MY IDENTITY IS GOING FAR AND I CAN SEE THE LIGHT THE ONE BROKE NIGGA Y'ALL THOUGHT WOULD NEVER GET IT RIGHT NOW I'M GETTING BIGGER AND ERRONE'S LOOKING FOR ME "E.M.S, E.M.S!" ERRYBODY'S CALLING ME THE GOODY GOODY'S COMING IN SO YOU CAN NEVER MURDER ME I'MA HUSTLE HARD TILL THE DEATH HOPE YOU DIGGING ME? YEAH, IT'S JUST A MATTER OF TIME, I'MA GET IT RIGHT YEAH, I'MA TAKE THE BEST SHOT AND I'MA HIT THE SPOT AND I'MA BE THE HEADLINE ON YOUR LIPS AND ERRDAY YOU GONNA SIT AND TALK ABOUT THE NEW GIST LIKE; I GIVE YOU MUCH RESPECT BY CALLING YOU YES MA BUT ALL YOU GAVE ME WAS JUST SHOWING NO REMORSE MA I JOINED ILLUMINATI AND CAME OUT WITH FIRST-CLASS MA NOW THE ONES I CALL THE BEST ARE CALLING ME THE GREATEST MA A NEW ERA HAS RISEN WITH A BRAND NEW PRISON NEVER ASK WHY I ACCEPTED I GOT MY REASONS OTHER RAPPERS FALLING DOWN AND I'M JUST WATCHING, STARING YOU CAN CALL IT WHATEVER YOU LIKE, I'M HEARING IT'S THE RAP COMMUNITY TIME WE GOT PHYSIQUE BREAKING IT DOWN AND ALL THAT'S LEFT IS JUST PIECES MANY WANNA LEAVE BUT WE GRAB 'EM BUY THE PENIS THEY WANNA SCREAM A NAME BUT ALL THEY KNOW IS JUST, "JESUS!" FREE OFFERS ALWAYS COME WITH A PRICE TAG, RIGHT? MINE CAME WITH A FATE THAT CAN NEVER SLACK GOD LOVES THE POOR BUT HELPS THE RICH I AIN'T STANDING HERE TRYNA PREACH I'M JUST HERE TO TELL YOU THE FACT BELIEVE IT OR NOT THE WHOLE SHIT CRAP AIN'T SO HARDER THAN I THOUGHT I STRUGGLE HARD TO BRING THE SEXY LADIES OUT OF THE GROUND, MEHN IT'S UNLIKE UNLEASHING HELL ON EARTH WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN THE CEREMONY BEGINS I SAID IT LOUD AND NOW YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS SO YOU BETTER KEEP YOUR DISTANCE AND BETTER KEEP SHUT IF YOU TALK WITHOUT THE POWER MEHN, YOU'LL GET SHOT BAM! BAM!! BAM!!! BAM!!!! WE GOT YOUR BLOOD IN A CUP AND YOUR EYEBALLS GONE NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE NOW NIGGA? COME ON, NOW MAKE A SOUND HAHA, AIGHT WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN THE CEREMONY BEGINS LOTS OF TEARS AND LOTS OF BLOOD SHED COME WITH IT AND LOTS OF VARIETIES THAT YOU CAN NEVER EAT BUT IT'S A DINNER WITH THE QUEEN SO GET USED TO IT. I GOT ENTHRONED BY A PRETTY LADY IT'S AMAZING! MY HANDS ARE LIFTED HIGH I KEEP PRAISING HALLELUJAH, HALLELUJAH, WHAT THE HELL! HAHA, NIGGAS JUST DON'T CARE GET USED TO THE LIFE THAT I'M LIVING I KEEP ON STANDING TALL YEAH, I'M BREATHING THEY ALL RESPECT EVERY WORD THAT I SAY WITHOUT KNOWING THE SOURCE YOU BRING DOWN A MAN AND BE THE MAN