Once I've discovered the story, I might restructure it, maybe move things around, set up a clue that something is going to happen later, but that happens much later in an editorial capacity.
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm a better editorial cartoonist by default because so many editorial cartoonists out there are so awful.
Strange Things Happen
She believes in god
And karma too
Paranormal powers
You know some people do
Got scorpio risin
Uh huh
Tell you whats in your stars
She was down in rio
Turn the heads of state
Got em into makin
This planet a better place
On copacabana
Uh huh
Oh yeah she radiate better go meditate
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Met a pshycic reader
With a crystal ball
Had a vision
Said we could have it all
I caught her gazin
Uh huh
At our destiny cosmically
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Beautiful You
Met her on a Monday I probably should have stayed in bed
But cupid came to stay and he set up shop inside my head
[Chorus:]
Beautiful you
You don't have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
Bareback, my black, bloody celebration day
On your body, thank God I never had the nerve to say
[Chorus:]
Beautiful you
You don't have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
And you make me feel
But I thought it was real
Beautiful you
Feels like a Sunday I think I'll just stay in bed
[Chorus:]
Beautiful you
You don't have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
[Chorus:]
Beautiful you
You don't have a clue
You are the writer in my head
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my bed
Feels like a Monday I think I'll just stay in bed
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Eden
Met her on a Monday
I probably should have stayed in bed
But cupid came to stay
And he set up shop inside my head
Beautiful you
You dont have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
Bareback
My black
Bloody celebration day
On your body,
Thank God
I never had the nerve to say
Beautiful you
You dont have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
And you
Make me feel
But I
Thought it was real
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
Feels like a Sunday
I think Ill just stay in bed
Beautiful you
You dont have a clue
You star in the story of my life
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my own knife
Beautiful you
You dont have a clue
You are the writer in my head
Beautiful you
Beautiful you
You took me down on my bed
Feels like a Monday
I think Ill just stay in bed
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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War Wound
My father's wounds were real to me
His life holding very little of hypocrisy
If genes tell the story
His love of ice cream is mine
As well as capacity love things beautiful
His war is gone and mine as well
But I remember his war wound
A story he could only partially tell
That stood in the peculiar isolation of non-repetition.
poem by Bill Grace
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I think there's an ongoing effort involved in trying to get a bigger perspective, trying to let go of things that limit your capacity to love and be loved or your capacity to hear and to really speak.
That the Op-Ed page is very important in readers' and the nation's perception of the Times, the perception of its editorial positions, and of its implicit editorial positions as expressed by the publisher's choice of people who are given the freedom to write opinion columns.
quote by Daniel Okrent
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Man has a limited biological capacity for change. When this capacity is overwhelmed, the capacity is in future shock.
quote by Alvin Toffler
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In order for the story to move forward, the character has to do certain things. You don't have to be anything but interested in telling the story.
quote by Tilda Swinton
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Guess Things Happen That Way
(johnny cash)
Well, you ask me if Ill forget my baby
I guess I will some day
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
You ask me if Ill get along
I guess I will some way
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
God gave me that girl to lean on, then he put me on my own
Heaven help me be a man and have the strength to stand alone
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
You ask me if Ill miss her kisses
I guess I will every day
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
You ask me if Ill find another
I dont know, I cant say
I dont like it but I guess things happen that way
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Clueless
I really don't have clue
All things I do and bad things
I do and keep it a secret can come out at any moment
The guilt built on inside hurt
Clueless
About life and things
Whatever throw and come my way
I let it make me fall down and break into pieces
I get blame for not listening and
Doing the right thing
Clueless
About what I really want to happen and see come true
I need to let my heart decision
I need keep my ears open and
Watch out for people and things
Time and years flying by so fast
I can't be
Cluelesss
Anymore and not let anyone/anything bring me down
Clueless
poem by Christina Phan
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You Move Me
I like my coffee in the mornin,
Crazy bout my tea at night.
I like my coffee in the mornin,
Crazy bout my tea at night.
If I dont get my sugar three times a day,
Boy, you know I dont feel right.
Well, I know my hound dog
When I hear him bark.
Well, I know my hound dog
When I hear him bark.
And I know my baby when I feel her
In the dark.
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ow!
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Well, Im here
And Im ready and able to move.
Every thing that I need,
Ya know Im ready to groove,
Even though Im tired,
Im weary and wasted and worn.
Well, I just cant seem,
I cant seem to leave you alone.
Know why?
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ow!
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
[break it down boy.]
Well, Im a secretive guy,
Ya know I like to keep things hid.
Well, Im a secretive guy,
Ya know I like to keep things hid.
Well, I love you baby
When ya call me the jellyroll kid.
Ow!
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ow!
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
Ow!
Ya move me,
Ya move me, ya move me, ya move me baby.
[play that!]
[yeah, play it!]
[yeah!]
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Wrong Side Story
Life was crazy after this story of love fail; bad things no always happen to bad people, they also happen to good people.
Beautiful family, two floor house and three cars on the garage, you see dad was a lawyer and mom a realtor, and one only daughter, everything was perfect no problems seem to affect this world, where three hearts make one.
But one day the sky became dark, dad lost his job and mom the same and the daughter couldn’t understand so she became broken hearted after the divorce and everything went down the drain.
Now dad is a drunk and mom let her few dollars go trough her nose and the daughter now is living on the wrong side of this story.
poem by Christian K. Montiel
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A Little Story/even When Youre Far Away
- once there was this little boy who asked his father,
Would you tell me that old, old story?
Once there was this little boy who asked his father,
Would you tell me that old, old story?
Once there was this little boy and he went to...
- mummy...you should remember this more because dyou know why?
- why?
- I learnt it from my daddy, you know.
- umm-umm.
- hah-hah.
- once there was this little boy who asked his father
To tell him that old, old, old, old, old, old story.
Once upon a time there was this little boy who said,
Would you tell me that old, old story?
Once upon...
- you could see...it can end anywhere!
It can end...its just a little story.
I wonder why
I could never hate you
Even when you look away,
I always love you in my soul.
Its just the way we happen to be,
Its just the way it happens to be.
We dont know how to love, love without fear.
I tell you why
I could never hate you
Even when youre far away,
I know you love me in your soul.
Its just the way we happen to be,
Its just the way it happens to be.
We dont know how to love, love without fear.
Part of me will always be with you,
Part of you is growing in me.
Its just the way we happen to be,
Its just the way it happens to be.
We dont know how to love, love without fear.
We dont know how,
How to tell each other,
Theres nothing we can do.
I saw your soul and you saw mine.
Its just the way we happen to be,
Its just the way it happens to be.
We always know inside our soul that love is there.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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A Little Story/even When Youre Far Away
- once there was this little boy who asked his father,
Would you tell me that old, old story?
Once there was this little boy who asked his father,
Would you tell me that old, old story?
Once there was this little boy and he went to...
- mummy...you should remember this more because dyou know why?
- why?
- I learnt it from my daddy, you know.
- umm-umm.
- hah-hah.
- once there was this little boy who asked his father
To tell him that old, old, old, old, old, old story.
Once upon a time there was this little boy who said,
Would you tell me that old, old story?
Once upon...
- you could see...it can end anywhere!
It can end...its just a little story.
I wonder why
I could never hate you
Even when you look away,
I always love you in my soul.
Its just the way we happen to be,
Its just the way it happens to be.
We dont know how to love, love without fear.
I tell you why
I could never hate you
Even when youre far away,
I know you love me in your soul.
Its just the way we happen to be,
Its just the way it happens to be.
We dont know how to love, love without fear.
Part of me will always be with you,
Part of you is growing in me.
Its just the way we happen to be,
Its just the way it happens to be.
We dont know how to love, love without fear.
We dont know how,
How to tell each other,
Theres nothing we can do.
I saw your soul and you saw mine.
Its just the way we happen to be,
Its just the way it happens to be.
We always know inside our soul that love is there.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Sucker For Mystery
And Ive always been a sucker for mystery
And Ive always been a sucker for mystery
And Ive always been a sucker for mystery
And Ive always been a sucker for mystery
So I turn to the left and I turn to the right
But none of the answers are in sight
So I made a mistake maybe once or twice
And I cant even get to paradise
And a priest came up to me and touched my face
He said terrible things happen round this place
Such terrible things happen round this place
Such terrible things happen round this place
No demon, no man has got a clue
But surely son, the end will turn out right for you
cause Ive always been a sucker for mystery
And Ive always been a sucker for mystery
Theres a little boy walking up the stairs
Through a dark hallway that leads nowhere
He comes to a door but hes afraid to knock
And he bends down low and peers throught the lock
And theres a tall man standing with a glistening knife
And hes stooping over something that has no life
With stifled tears he starts to turn away
But a strange little voice seems to whisper
Stay!
Hes always been a sucker for mystery
And hes always been...
(chorus)
I dont want to say good bye
I want to give it one more try
I dont want to say good bye
I want to give it one more try
Wont somebody help
Wont somebody help
Im all alone now with nothing to do
And Im all dressed up with nowhere to go
And Im stuck with two tickets to an awful show
And my mouths full of words but Ive got nothing to say
And Ive been sitting in front of the tv set all day
And my heads in a vice and it wont let up
And my feet wont move and if that aint enough
The telephone rings... hello!
Ive seen children with such angry faces
When you look in their eyes, it makes you want to cry
Theres a time and a place for everything
Theres a time and a place for everything
Now it doesnt seem fair
But who cares theyre someone elses
As long as they dont come close to mine
Theres a time and a place for everything
Theres a time and a place for everything
So we packed our bags and went back to the hotel
In back of the squalor and the living hell
And they sell you this and they sell you that
They sell you their sister for a buck and a half
Such terrible things happen round this place
Such terrible things happen round this place
Such terrible things happen round this place
And people disappear without a trace
And Ive always been a sucker for mystery
And Ive always been...
Well the mystery that intrigues me the most
Is the one that makes men give up hope
The pride and the search for even little things
That might give a meaning, or even a hint
Cause how can a free man not have hope
When he hasnt even reached the end of his rope
I dont want to say good bye
I want to give it one more try
I dont want to close the gate
I still think that its not too late
I know when I reach the end
I want to start all over again
And Ive always been a sucker for mystery...
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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The Sky Is High
The sky is high.
I'm thrilled to uplift and pierce,
Through a capacity.
The Sun on me sets a glow.
Deserving of this quickened drift...
I'm in ecstasy!
Something fresh with blessings,
Is going to happen!
Packed all doubts to leave to keep this breeze...
Licking on me.
To soar,
Effortlessly!
The sky is high.
I'm thrilled to uplift and pierce,
Through a capacity.
The Sun on me sets a glow.
Deserving of this quickened drift...
I'm in ecstasy!
Nothing is there to dare my movement.
Aware I am that I've got to fly.
Obstacles small and great are crumbling.
Just like the leaves,
Under my feet.
That fell from the Autumn,
October trees.
The sky is high.
I'm thrilled to uplift and pierce,
Through a capacity.
The Sun on me sets a glow.
Deserving of this quickened drift...
I'm in ecstasy!
And I reach for the sky.
Yes, that sky that's so high!
Something fresh is going to happen!
All doubts are packed...
And ready to leave!
And I lift effortlessly!
The sky is high.
I'm thrilled to uplift and pierce,
Through a capacity.
The Sun on me sets a glow.
Deserving of this quickened drift...
I'm in ecstasy!
The sky is high.
I reach for stars so clear,
A smile appears in my eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whenever I arrive on a real location, I have to move around and work out what the best angles are going to be. When I was moving around with the lens, I discovered things that the naked eye would not have.
quote by Pedro Almodovar
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Funny Things that Happen.
Funny things that happen quite often to me,
Like going shopping for slippers, and come home without;
Or go out in a tshirt, but find it's back to front I see,
Am I going crazy, what's happening should I shout?
Funny things that happen when you go to ring on the phone,
Then sure it's the right number, but a man says I've been here a year;
So you end up finding the man is your neighbor in his home,
So you gasp for an excuse, to get off the line, realizing he's so near.
Funny things that's happened to my dad one day,
He couldn't find his glasses, that were on his nose;
Where did you two put them now, is what he did say,
Even when we tried to show him, he was still full of woes.
Funny things had happened to me a while ago,
When I was engaged, a doctor thought I was a wife;
He had not read the history, if he had it would show,
But we just laughed, another funny story to my life.
poem by Margaret Haig
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