Indeed - judicious, consistent parenting is a dream of mine. No judgements, learning space and listening carefully are my goals.
quote by Emma Thompson
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So what we have tried to do in our later buildings is to try to be completely consistent, as a painter is consistent or as a sculptor is consistent. Architecture also must be very consistent.
quote by Minoru Yamasaki
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Old World New World
Natives wearing turquoise and silver
Dirty dogs barking in the distance
People of a thousand tongues
Im learning the primitive rights
Im doing as the romans do
Mt. kalais to mt. everest
Then down to the river ganges
To follow your mighty past
Were learning the primitive rights
Were doing as the romans do
Old world
New world
I know nothing
But Ill keep listening
Cities tumble into the ocean
Cities getting built in the sky
Now were talking digital
Were learning the primitive rights
Were doing as the romans do
Millions playing at monopoly
Rolling the dice of their life
Im dancing and shaking hands
Were learning the primitive rights
Were doing as the romans do
I know nothing
Grow old look wise
Never knowing til I die
But Ill keep listening
Ill keep listening
Pan
Shambala
Judism
Hindu
Christianity
Masdic
Budism
Atman of vedies
Sun ra
Astrology
Voodoo
The great dream time
song performed by by INXS
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You cannot avoid making judgements but you can become more conscious of the way in which you make them. This is critically important because once we judge someone or something we tend to stop thinking about them or it. Which means, among other things, that we behave in response to our judgements rather than to that to which is being judged. People and things are processes. Judgements convert them into fixed states. This is one reason that judgements are often self-fulfilling.
quote by Neil Postman
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The ability to make judgements that are grounded in solid information, and employ careful analysis, should be one of the most important goals for any educational endeavor. As students develop this capability, they can begin to grapple with the most important and difficult step: to learn to place such judgements in an ethical framework. For all these reasons, there is no better investment that individuals, parents and the nation can make than an investment in education of the highest possible quality. Such investments are reflected, and endure, in the formation of the kind of social conscience that our world so desperately needs.
quote by Aga Khan IV
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Learning
I'm learning to say thank you.
And I'm learning to say please.
And I'm learning to use Kleenex,
Not my sweater, when I sneeze.
And I'm learning not to dribble.
And I'm learning not to slurp.
And I'm learning (though it sometimes really hurts me)
Not to burp.
And I'm learning to chew softer
When I eat corn on the cob.
And I'm learning that it's much
Much easier to be a slob.
poem by Judith Viorst
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The Listening Week
This is the listening week of the year
Listening-in.
A-cock and alert is the national ear
Listening-in.
All over the land in the country towns,
From the back of the Leeuwin to Darling Downs,
Layers of 'quids' or the odd half-crowns,
They are listening-in.
On the far-flung farms they are round each set,
Listening-in.
The work and the worry they all forget,
Listening-in.
Wherever an aerial soars in space
To the Cup, or the Oaks or the Steeplechase,
To the roar of the ring and the lure of the race
They are listening-in.
In the far outback there are sun-tanned men,
Listening-in.
Where the woolshed stands by the drafting pen
Listening-in.
Old Dad's come in from the Ninety Mile;
He scored on the Cup and he wears a smile,
And he 'reckons this game is well worth while'
So he's listening in.
To the edge of the desert the sound-waves go;
And, listening-in,
Ned of the Overland, Saltbush Joe
Listening-in
Recall the giants of years long past,
And the loneliness of these spaces vast;
But they reckon that life's worth living at last
With this listening-in.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Good Parenting Skills
good parenting skills...
much love,
much encouragement,
much listening,
much reading,
much teaching,
much time,
much thankfulness,
much patience,
firm discipline,
and a strong commitment
to be there
for the rest of your life!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Watching The River Run
If you've been thinking you're all that you've got
Then don't feel alone anymore
When we're together then you've got alot
'Cause I am the river and you are the shore
And it goes on and on, Oh watching the river run
Further and further from things that we've done
Leaving them one by one
And we have just begun, Watching the river run
Listening and learning and yearning, to run river run
Winding and swirling and dancing along
We pass by the old willow tree
Where lovers caress as we sing of our song
Twisting together when we greet the sea
And it goes on and on, watching the river run
Further and further from things that we've done
Leaving them one by one
And we have just begun, Watching the river run
Listening and learning and yearning, run river run
And it goes on and on, watching the river run
Further and further from things that we've done
Leaving them one by one
And we have just begun, Watching the river run
Listening and learning and yearning, run river run
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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A dream of mine!
A dream of mine!
Silence! Respect the dream of mine!
Respect when I talk from the heart out loud
Respect even if it’s bullshit sound
Cause I am telling you a hidden secrets of mine!
Don’t you understand, I am sharing my worse fears!
My hard times, my tears!
My heart is yours, no more mine!
So now ignoring me is a crime!
Never let me beg you that hard!
Because by that you will break me apart!
Why you are hurt, while you are the only dream of mine!
Every body silent! she is the only dream on mine!
Don’t accuse me with madness.
I am the only one who feels sadness.
Just Silence! Respect the dream of mine!
It’s my only dream of mine!
To be with you, to love you for a life time!
poem by Raouf Reda
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This dream
In this dream of mine,
I sleep again,
This dream....so nice.
In this dream of mine,
I find my peace,
This dream....so sweet.
In this dream of mine,
I feel so safe,
Let this dream last forever.
poem by Anne Unknown
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Complexity and Yet a Basicness
Complexity,
And yet a basicness...
Seem to be prerequisites,
For those who claim to have preferences.
Standards one likes,
To highlight and prioritize...
Are always ever changing,
As the skies are at sunrise.
And attitudes of those,
Who accuse others of a moodiness.
Are never consistent,
Or in a permanence that is totally set.
Being both flexible and able to bend,
Is the best outlook to have.
Especially if one is dealing with people...
Who are rigidly fixed in their judgements passed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Carefully
You are free to chose,
that’s why
carefully use every word.
Carefully measure every step,
if you don’t want to be swept.
Carefully do all you’ve conceived.
and…if you want to be believed
and… to achieve your aim
it’s not a shame
to start carefully a new song.
And it doesn’t matter if it is long.
If you carefully do all that
you will never regret.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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No matter how carefully you plan your goals they will never be more that pipe dreams unless you pursue them with gusto.
quote by W. Clement Stone
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Little Queen
now and forever
till the sun, oh my heart
become cold
how many time have you heard 'I love you'?
how many time have you said that?
you don't understand what it is
it couldn't be catched
it couldn't be seen
something there
it doesn't have a name and isn't called a name
some shining there
I keep listening what small creations say
one by one
through silence, spreads like water ripples
I like you
and I love you
we all open our ears and listening your voice
I am going to take you home
going home and learning again
the way to respect precious thing
learning again not letting go
and holding it with all your hands
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Black Bruises II
I can ponder upon the blackness,
the garrulous of silence
placated by benign solitude
I can endure the ostracizing
listening to lulling lullabies,
listening to trembling metals,
listening to enraptured echoes,
listening to a soundless shattering,
listening to nothingness,
listening to guffawing crows,
listening to diffident clocks,
listening to the waning time;
but am I the only one listening
to these black bruised whispers?
poem by Norman Santos
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The Package
Clever got me this far
Then tricky got me in
Eye on what I'm after
I don't need another friend
Smile and drop the cliche
'Till you think I'm listening
I take just what I came for
Then I'm out the door again
Peripheral on the package
Don't care to settle in
Time to feed the monster
I don't need another friend
Comfort is a mystery
Crawling out of my own skin
Just give me what I came for, then I'm out the door again
Lie to get what I came for
Lie to get just what I need
Lie to get what I crave
Lie and smile to get what's mine
Eye on what I'm after
I don't need another friend
Nod and watch your lips move
If you need me to pretend
Because clever got me this far
Then tricky got me in
I'll take just what I came for
Then I'm out the door again
Lie to get what I came for
Lie to get what I need now
Lie to get what I'm craving
Lie and smile to get what's mine
Give this to me
Mine, mine, mine
Take what's mine
Mine, mine, mine
Take what's mine
Mine, mine, mine
Lie to get what I came for
Lie to get what I need now
Lie to get what I crave
Lie to smile and get what's mine
Give this to me
Take what's mine
Mine, mine, mine
Take what's mine
Give this to me
Take what's mine, take what's mine, mine...
Take what's mine, take what's mine, take what's mine,
This is mine, mine, mine, not mine
song performed by by A Perfect Circle
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We are the creative force of our life, and through our own decisions rather than our conditions, if we carefully learn to do certain things, we can accomplish those goals.
quote by Stephen Covey
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If I Am Not Committed To Its Existence
My life!
And the total living,
Of the experience of it...
Has afforded me the many lessons,
Learned and given...
By being discipline, observant and listening.
Although I admit those teachings,
Did not sink in to begin...
Until my opinions,
Of how others lived their lives...
Beyond and outside of my vision,
Ceased to end my judgements passed.
And that is when my life,
Began a whole new adventure....
On a more personal path.
Without my nose being in someone else's business.
Or believed I had 'all' the answers,
When too many questions I had...
About my own existence that took top position.
And with God's assistance...
I learned how to shut my mouth.
And with my eyes and ears open,
I grew to know when and how to pay attention.
Allowing me to grow to know that which I am still learning.
To live and let live to leave alone if that is God's wish!
Especially if I am not committed to its existence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Space
You entered my space
The space that was mine alone
It was my cocoon
I felt safe there.
Then you thundered in and somehow took over.
I treasured my space, it was only for me.
You came and shook my fragile walls, shattered my peace,
Disturbed my equilibrium.
Now my space isn't my space anymore.
But you gave me something that made my space obsolete,
You gave me your love.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Lost In Space
Columbia space shuttle
Lost in space
What was everyone’s dream it is shattered now
Because it was lost in space forever
What is the beginning it is now the end
Too many lives lost
Those lost in space can never be replaced by anyone
This dream is faded away in the blue sky
It all happened so closed to home
poem by Aldo Kraas
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