The industry man noticed her. His eyes wrinkled and he smiled. He was drop-dead gorgeous. She caught her breath and dropped her egg mayo. It fell on the teal carpet. She blushed and hastily picked it up. She felt a strong hand on hers and looked up. It was him. “I’ll buy you lunch”.
Today the industry market is taking over the consumers mind, all we are programmed to do is buy buy buy, and we get no profit from it than a small satisfaction and happiness that lasts as long as it takes to boil an egg. We live in a material world, the way they want it to be.
The industry of pain, it feeds me. Industry everywhere buildings and people and it jsut fucks everyone over. We are built to go into an industry and produce things and send them along looooong cable car like things in factors to produce them and sell them to people who don’t need them and it’s bullshit, such bullshit, I just want to live in a well. I’m tired, so tired of it all.
He was a Captain of Industry and a leader among men. At least that’s what they said. But when the barrel of my pistol was making an impression on his forehead, he became a blithering idiot.
industry is what gives humanity the ability to go further,and faster. On the other hand, it also gives humanity the ability to kill and maim each other in politicians or religious deity’s names.
walmart is totally evil industry is all about capitalism and making money i really dont actually know what this work means exactly but it has a very bad connatation like the industrial revolution in china where they all worshiped mao and sang songs about him
Industry is what we all end up working in one day. Whether it is the food industry, car industry etc. We all experience working in the industry. Why call it industry why not call it something else. But then it wouldn’t be an indutry right? Right!
Industry, commerce death and tax gaining for none, absolute power and poverty on the sides of the river, dividing, last of all men standing fighting, adversaries but not needing to be, when all is lost anyway.
If I was still part of the smoothly-run industry I was laid off from, I wouldn’t be thinking about my grandmother in a hospital bed and never getting a chance to say goodbye.
i woke up before hell this mornin’ got my face wet, brushed my teeth and fumbled through my closet for my cleanest dirty shirt. i drove off after my coffee and cigar and cruised down the freeway with the industries and their fumes passing by on my left side.
Industry. Golden Age. Wondrous industrious nature that has lifted us (along with our opposable thumbs) out of the trees and caves and into shiny new Lexus cars,
I am in the industry of words. I try and put words together to form a pleasent story. I am also in the industry of learning. I learn what teachers teach.
He never figured out the industry of government. Wasn’t it just some big powerful bullies who liked shoving people around and making decisions that impacted and imploded the world?
Oh no! Boring, dull, mundane, smoke, pollution, commerce, materialism…but important for world. A chance to meet others, way to make a name. Can go to head so should not be taken seriously.
I have no idea what’s happening, in fact
it’s glorious.
Rhythm and dancing in the heart of many
who will die
and blame me.
And I will cast pity upon
them.
Drifting, they fly across the my whole life.
I can’t see them shining
like song birds.
Industry in the sixties was about saving the dollar, protecting it. People were spending and the USA was millions of dollars in debt. People were investing. Wages were small but everybody wanted a flash car like a Rambler and money in their bank accounts.
Hard work- insects like ants and bees are industrious. Industry is manufature/producing unit or plant of production and maintenance of a product/material/machunery.
All of our lives are planned that we might join the workforce and become productive members of society. Today that demands years of schooling, complex thought and integration of ideas and skills. I sometimes long for the days when all that was necessary was to be able to create something – to be able to farm, to cook, to hunt – and to care for yourself. Even if you are entirely self-sufficient, money is a necessity in this day and age. At times, this saddens me.
now as she gets older she wonders what all this industry of self is about, what all her efficient action has bought and what she has done with all the free time… nothing. time to mope, time to write silly things on silly websites, trying to strike out of a mold she made. it’s these wasteful ponderous moments that remind her there is no true industry to her life. it is human and weak and will flutter no matter how caged. she takes time out her efficient life to ask you: what have you done in the name of industry and was it really, really worth it?
The industry, too much corruption polluting the young one’s mind.
All i hear, same songs on the radion, time after time.
Nothing is what is learned from the music that is mainstream.
So i sit and wonder what the hell this could mean.
You hear cats rappin’ about stupid shit, nothing is more like it.
Damn, Make a fucking point, hit the ball or spike it.
i think of the entertainment industry because i worked in it for about three years. i had many poor memories of it, but that’s just me. i bet not everyone had those same thoughts and feelings, but i hated my life, personally. why i am i writing this? i should be sleeping. whatever. you know what, i should create an industry. an industry that does not yet exist.
i think of the entertainment industry because i worked in it for about three years. i had many poor memories of it, but that’s just me. i bet not everyone had those same thoughts and feelings, but i hated my life, personally. why i am i writing this? i should be sleeping. whatever. you know what, i should create an industry. an industry that does not yet exist.
unregulated pollution, not enough health care, long hours, low wages, taking advantage of workers, bosses who have never done the job but read a book about it and “know” more about it than you. no respect for experience. morons in charge
Industry is the downfall of mankind. Though technology is essential to our everyday life, the growing industry is killing our planet and ruining our concept of life itself. Materialism is the ultimate result along with greed. Screw the indusrtry.
Industrial process. We are all bound in some way to industry. Many view this as chains binding us from our natural selves. People claim industry is unnatural, it deprives us of our nature born humanity, but maybe, rather than chains, its a pair of new wings we need to learn how to use?
industry was the beginning and the end of life. it enabled the growth of society as a whole, and yet destroyed the idea of working for every single pound of stuff that we used. mass production killed our work ethic. industry killed us.
the industry is crazy people are there today and gone tomorrow she never knew this would be her life but since it was always her dream to be a professional songwriter she had to be apart of the music industry
He wanted to be a tycoon of industry. The problem was, he couldn’t decide the industry he wanted to conquer. Shipping and discovering, so 19th century. Porn? Far too Hollywood movie.
The industry is a terrible place to bake a cake. People don’t want to bake a cake in the industry, but rather at home with their friends and family.
Life shouldn’t be baking cakes in the industry. It should be at home enjoying the frosting with the ones loved. People should be baking cakes in home where no one else can see them and let everyone else bake their own cake inside their own home and leave each other to eat this cake in peace.
Industry. The wheels and fires of industry have poisoned the land. All that was once green and good and magical, growing and thriving, has been destroyed. Your machines make life easier, but they kill the magic of the earth. They kill imagination and life and breath and hope. Industry, you call it.
The factory was filled with the clanking sounds of the engines. The steam powered arms of the great machine pumping out more weapons of war with each second.
The industry of the industry business, is a game that favors the bold and ruthless. It never looks twice and it always benefits those who take control.
The industry man noticed her. His eyes wrinkled and he smiled. He was drop-dead gorgeous. She caught her breath and dropped her egg mayo. It fell on the teal carpet. She blushed and hastily picked it up. She felt a strong hand on hers and looked up. It was him. “I’ll buy you lunch”.
Today the industry market is taking over the consumers mind, all we are programmed to do is buy buy buy, and we get no profit from it than a small satisfaction and happiness that lasts as long as it takes to boil an egg. We live in a material world, the way they want it to be.
The industry I started my working career in, was Industrial Distribution. I learned more from that industry than any other in this lifetime.
The industry of pain, it feeds me. Industry everywhere buildings and people and it jsut fucks everyone over. We are built to go into an industry and produce things and send them along looooong cable car like things in factors to produce them and sell them to people who don’t need them and it’s bullshit, such bullshit, I just want to live in a well. I’m tired, so tired of it all.
He was a Captain of Industry and a leader among men. At least that’s what they said. But when the barrel of my pistol was making an impression on his forehead, he became a blithering idiot.
industry is what gives humanity the ability to go further,and faster. On the other hand, it also gives humanity the ability to kill and maim each other in politicians or religious deity’s names.
walmart is totally evil industry is all about capitalism and making money i really dont actually know what this work means exactly but it has a very bad connatation like the industrial revolution in china where they all worshiped mao and sang songs about him
Industry is what we all end up working in one day. Whether it is the food industry, car industry etc. We all experience working in the industry. Why call it industry why not call it something else. But then it wouldn’t be an indutry right? Right!
Industry, commerce death and tax gaining for none, absolute power and poverty on the sides of the river, dividing, last of all men standing fighting, adversaries but not needing to be, when all is lost anyway.
If I was still part of the smoothly-run industry I was laid off from, I wouldn’t be thinking about my grandmother in a hospital bed and never getting a chance to say goodbye.
i woke up before hell this mornin’ got my face wet, brushed my teeth and fumbled through my closet for my cleanest dirty shirt. i drove off after my coffee and cigar and cruised down the freeway with the industries and their fumes passing by on my left side.
Industry. Golden Age. Wondrous industrious nature that has lifted us (along with our opposable thumbs) out of the trees and caves and into shiny new Lexus cars,
I am in the industry of words. I try and put words together to form a pleasent story. I am also in the industry of learning. I learn what teachers teach.
He never figured out the industry of government. Wasn’t it just some big powerful bullies who liked shoving people around and making decisions that impacted and imploded the world?
Oh no! Boring, dull, mundane, smoke, pollution, commerce, materialism…but important for world. A chance to meet others, way to make a name. Can go to head so should not be taken seriously.
I have no idea what’s happening, in fact
it’s glorious.
Rhythm and dancing in the heart of many
who will die
and blame me.
And I will cast pity upon
them.
Drifting, they fly across the my whole life.
I can’t see them shining
like song birds.
commercialism, and superficial people, difficulty and paranoia. achievement and kudos, false personalities
Industry in the sixties was about saving the dollar, protecting it. People were spending and the USA was millions of dollars in debt. People were investing. Wages were small but everybody wanted a flash car like a Rambler and money in their bank accounts.
Hard work- insects like ants and bees are industrious. Industry is manufature/producing unit or plant of production and maintenance of a product/material/machunery.
All of our lives are planned that we might join the workforce and become productive members of society. Today that demands years of schooling, complex thought and integration of ideas and skills. I sometimes long for the days when all that was necessary was to be able to create something – to be able to farm, to cook, to hunt – and to care for yourself. Even if you are entirely self-sufficient, money is a necessity in this day and age. At times, this saddens me.
The fires of industry drive the American way of life. When these fires are extinguished America dies, its people die, and the world dies.
now as she gets older she wonders what all this industry of self is about, what all her efficient action has bought and what she has done with all the free time… nothing. time to mope, time to write silly things on silly websites, trying to strike out of a mold she made. it’s these wasteful ponderous moments that remind her there is no true industry to her life. it is human and weak and will flutter no matter how caged. she takes time out her efficient life to ask you: what have you done in the name of industry and was it really, really worth it?
The industry, too much corruption polluting the young one’s mind.
All i hear, same songs on the radion, time after time.
Nothing is what is learned from the music that is mainstream.
So i sit and wonder what the hell this could mean.
You hear cats rappin’ about stupid shit, nothing is more like it.
Damn, Make a fucking point, hit the ball or spike it.
i think of the entertainment industry because i worked in it for about three years. i had many poor memories of it, but that’s just me. i bet not everyone had those same thoughts and feelings, but i hated my life, personally. why i am i writing this? i should be sleeping. whatever. you know what, i should create an industry. an industry that does not yet exist.
i think of the entertainment industry because i worked in it for about three years. i had many poor memories of it, but that’s just me. i bet not everyone had those same thoughts and feelings, but i hated my life, personally. why i am i writing this? i should be sleeping. whatever. you know what, i should create an industry. an industry that does not yet exist.
INDUSTRY
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that’s the industry of..interwebs
I was sick of it. The oppressing feel of everything. The disproving looks from everyone. The snobby views of anyone and every one in the industry.
unregulated pollution, not enough health care, long hours, low wages, taking advantage of workers, bosses who have never done the job but read a book about it and “know” more about it than you. no respect for experience. morons in charge
a company that expanded and is famous for it’s products.
Industry is the downfall of mankind. Though technology is essential to our everyday life, the growing industry is killing our planet and ruining our concept of life itself. Materialism is the ultimate result along with greed. Screw the indusrtry.
smoke and metal!
Industrial process. We are all bound in some way to industry. Many view this as chains binding us from our natural selves. People claim industry is unnatural, it deprives us of our nature born humanity, but maybe, rather than chains, its a pair of new wings we need to learn how to use?
industry was the beginning and the end of life. it enabled the growth of society as a whole, and yet destroyed the idea of working for every single pound of stuff that we used. mass production killed our work ethic. industry killed us.
the industry is crazy people are there today and gone tomorrow she never knew this would be her life but since it was always her dream to be a professional songwriter she had to be apart of the music industry
He wanted to be a tycoon of industry. The problem was, he couldn’t decide the industry he wanted to conquer. Shipping and discovering, so 19th century. Porn? Far too Hollywood movie.
The industry is a terrible place to bake a cake. People don’t want to bake a cake in the industry, but rather at home with their friends and family.
Life shouldn’t be baking cakes in the industry. It should be at home enjoying the frosting with the ones loved. People should be baking cakes in home where no one else can see them and let everyone else bake their own cake inside their own home and leave each other to eat this cake in peace.
I think if i close me eyes and plug my ears i can hear the sound of steel on steel. Sweat and men with muscles pounding away at raw metal.
And then i open them again and cicada-like-clicks of keyboards dominate my working space.
Industry. The wheels and fires of industry have poisoned the land. All that was once green and good and magical, growing and thriving, has been destroyed. Your machines make life easier, but they kill the magic of the earth. They kill imagination and life and breath and hope. Industry, you call it.
The factory was filled with the clanking sounds of the engines. The steam powered arms of the great machine pumping out more weapons of war with each second.
The industry of the industry business, is a game that favors the bold and ruthless. It never looks twice and it always benefits those who take control.