Geligesti- Wow, that paragraph is a very interesting exercise, and thanks for the mirror info!
kirsten wrote:Geligesti- Wow, that paragraph is a very interesting exercise, and thanks for the mirror info!
It says quite a bit and you are welcome.
Might I ask, your icon, is it an Easter kitty?
Gelisgesti wrote:
Might I ask, your icon, is it an Easter kitty?
You could say so... When everyone else was turning into bunnies, I considered it, but it just wasn't me!
"Bubbles"
Two bubbles found they had rainbows
On their curves. They flickerd out saying,
"It was worth being a bubble, just to have
Held that rainbow thirty-seconds."
Carl Sandburg
Liberals and strangers
"How old is political liberalism? Here is a surprising answer: it is not a few hundred years old, but 10,000 years old. And this answer matters because it affects our ability to see liberalism as capable of addressing some of the deepest anxieties of modern society. Can we live together with those of different cultures? Can we argue instead of fight?"
Cont...
Bubblegum for the mind ..............
KLIK ME
Quote:rscheearch at Cmabrigde
That was fun, Ge.
And thanx for Klik. Loverly...
But he who is truly wise
Always sees the absolute Self.
Celebrated, he is not delighted.
Spurned, he is not angry.
Pure of heart,
He watches his own actions
As if they were another's.
How can praise or blame disturb him?
-Ashtavakra Gita 3:9-10
As always you are very welcome B..
The flight of the mind
Flowering scenes that unwind
Into a tapestry
Of time
Showering remembrances
On halcyon wings
Doug
I like that.
And speaking of your Cont. above, here is another angle.
Alternatives
I'm in the mood for lyrics .... howboutchoo?
Words and music by brian may
There's no time for us
There's no place for us
What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away
From us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever....?
There's no chance for us
It's all decided for us
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Who dares to love forever?
When love must die
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?
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Tracy Chapman
All you folks think you own my life
But you never made any sacrifice
Demons they are on my trail
I'm standing at the crossroads of the hell
I look to the left I look to the right
There're hands that grab me on every side
All you folks think I got my price
At which I'll sell all that is mine
You think money rules when all else fails
Go sell your soul and keep your shell
I'm trying to protect what I keep inside
All the reasons why I live my life
Some say the devil be a mystical thing
I say the devil he a walking man
He a fool he a liar conjurer and a thief
He try to tell you what you want
Try to tell you what you need
Standing at the point
The road it cross you down
What is at your back
Which way do you turn
Who will come to find you first
Your devils or your gods
All you folks think you run my life
Say I should be willing to compromise
I say all you demons go back to hell
I'll save my soul save myself
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ELP
Everyday I see a new cloud coming
There's one more hole in space
Everytime I walk across the street
I feel the gas blowing in my face
We never learn even deserts burn
And all politicians lie
They won't do nothin'
'till we reach high noon
Black moon
Ain't nobody gonna walk on water
When it falls like acid rain
Nobody gonna fake you out
Every poison stains
We're all stuck here
Right in the middle
We never call the tune
They won't do nothin'
'till we reach high noon
Black moon
In the night see the red sky burning
There's fire on the mountain
Oil slicks on the sea
Black moon is rising
How long will it be
Just take a look around the world
The future never waits
We're skating on the thin ice
And we're in the hands of fate
What we need's a little re-direction
To find our blue lagoon
You know it wouldn't come
A moment to soon
Black moon's
Ghostly images die
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John Denver
Windsong
This song appears on seven albums, and was first
Released on the windsong
Album. it has also been released on the rocky
Mountain collection and country
Classics albums. it has been rerecorded on the
Earth songs and the very best
Of john denver (single cd) albums, and rerecorded
Again on the love again
And a celebration of life albums.
The wind is the whisper of our mother the earth
The wind is the hand of our father the sky
The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly
The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
The weaver of darkness, the bringer of dawn
The wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow
The wind is the singer who sang the first song
The wind is a twister of anger and warning
The wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay
The wind is a racer, a wild stallion running
The sweet taste of love on a slow summer's day
The wind knows the songs of the cities and canyons
The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea
The wind is the taker and giver of mornings
The wind is the symbol of all that is free
So welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers
Follow her summons when she calls again
In your heart and your spirit let the breezes
Surround you
Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind
ive got to get off this ******* board ...
Yeah, if you are'nt having fun why put yourself through it ....
thaz what i was wondering ... the
soccer wars thread is cool, tho.
IN FLANDERS FIELDS by John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place: and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
WE SHALL NOT SLEEP,
THOUGH POPPIES GROW
IN FLANDERS FIELDS
