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10-08-2010, 07:18 PM | #231 | |||
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please let this song buffer up
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLJf9qJHR3E weep for yourself, my man, you'll never be what is in your heart weep little lion man, you're not as brave as you were at the start rate yourself and rake yourself, take all the courage you have left wasted on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really flucked it up this time didn't I, my dear? didn't I, my dear tremble for yourself, my man, you know that you have seen this all before tremble little lion man, you'll never settle any of your score your grace is wasted in your face, your boldness stands alone among the wreck now learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really flucked it up this time didn't I, my dear? but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really flucked it up this time didn't I, my dear? didn't I, my dear? a agh a ghhhhhh aghhhhhhhhhhhh aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhagh agjh agh agh a aghhhhhhhhagh agh agh aghhhhhhhhhhhhh but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really flucked it up this time didn't I, my dear? but it was not your fault but mine and it was your heart on the line i really flucked it up this time didn't I, my dear? didn't I, my dear? David [didn't i just]
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10-09-2010, 05:27 AM | #232 | |||
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Snail, snail, glister me forward,
Bird, soft-sigh me home, Worm, be with me. This is my hard time. - Theodore Roethke
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10-11-2010, 09:38 AM | #233 | |||
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Story
by Sabine Miller Tell me the one about the sick girl not terminally ill, just years in bed with this mysterious fever who hires a man to murder her you know, so the family is spared the blight of a suicide and the man comes in the night, a strong man, and nothing is spoken he takes the pillow to her face tell me how he is haunted the rest of his life did he or didn't he do the right thing tell me how he is forgiven, and marries, and has 2 daughters, and is happy no, tell me she doesn't die, but is cured and gives her life to God, and becomes a hand-holder for men on death row tell me the one where the man falls in love with the girl and can't do it, or the girl falls in love with a dog and calls the man to tell him not to come, or how each sees their pain mirrored in the other's eyes tell me how everyone is already forgiven every story they ever told themselves about living or not living tell me, oh tell me the one where love wins, again and again and again. "Story" by Sabine Miller, from Circumference of Mercy. © Mountains and Rivers Press,
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10-17-2010, 03:49 PM | #234 | |||
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The Thing Is
by Ellen Bass to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you've held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills than lungs; when grief weights you like your own flesh only more of it, an obesity of grief, you think, How can a body withstand this? Then you hold life like a face between your palms, a plain face, no charming smile, no violet eyes, and you say, yes, I will take you I will love you, again
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10-17-2010, 06:13 PM | #235 | |||
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nOGdU...eature=related
Rolls and flows of angel hair, Ice cream castles in the air, Feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way. But now they only block the sun. They rain, they snow on everyone. So many things I would've done But clouds got in my way. I've looked at clouds from both sides now, From up and down and still somehow It's clouds' illusions I recall. I really don't know clouds at all. Moons and Junes and ferris wheels, The dizzy, dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real. I've looked at love that way. But now it's just another show. Leave 'em laughin' when you go. But if you care, don't let em' know Don't give yourself away. I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall. I really don't know love at all. Tears and fears and feeling proud, Say "I love you" right out loud. Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way. But now old friends are acting strange. They shake their heads and say I've changed. But something's lost when somethings gained Living everyday. I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall. I really don't know life at all. Joni Mitchelle David
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10-19-2010, 07:58 AM | #236 | |||
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Obituary
by Ronald Wallace Just once, you say, you'd like to see an obituary in which the deceased didn't succumb after "a heroic struggle" with cancer, or heart disease, or Alzheimer's, or whatever it was that finally took him down. Just once, you say, couldn't the obit read: He got sick and quit. He gave up the ghost. He put up no fight at all. Rolled over. Bailed out. Got out while the getting was good. Excused himself from life's feast. You're making a joke and I laugh, though you can't know I'm considering exactly that: no radical prostatectomy for me, no matter what General Practitioner and Major Oncologist may say. I think, let that walnut-sized pipsqueak have its way with me, that pebble in cancer's slingshot that brings dim Goliath down. So, old friend, before I go and take all the wide world with me, I want you to know I picked up the tip. I skipped the main course, I'm here in the punch line. Old friend, the joke's on me.
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11-13-2010, 06:03 PM | #237 | |||
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Remberance Sunday 14/11/2010 11am [UK]
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condem At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them. David
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11-20-2010, 05:09 PM | #238 | |||
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11-23-2010, 10:21 PM | #239 | |||
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"The farmers called this spring, but nature was a moody *****, no less than an alley dog or a wanton wife." Karin Lowachee "*****" = female dog
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11-30-2010, 05:58 PM | #240 | |||
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