The process of putting the DVD and the CD together was great fun, because it provided a good excuse for the four of us to make time to get together again. I am especially pleased with the end result of these two projects.
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They are damn good projects - excellent projects. That goes for all the projects up there. You know some people make fun of people who speak a foreign language, and dumb people criticize something they do not understand, and that is what is going on up there - God damn it!
quote by Harry Hopkins
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Burroughs was never really that pleased with the way popular culture and society treated his character. He tried to make a few movies of his own as a result, but they weren't very good.
quote by Brendan Fraser
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Did It Happen When I Stopped Complaining?
Somewhere along my journey,
I grew up.
I became both accountable
And took responsibility for my actions.
There were many along the way,
Who could not keep up the pace.
Somehow as I aged...
I held onto my faith,
With a painful self assessment I learned to face.
Saw my flaws and accepted them.
And not an excuse do I make.
It's too late for that now anyway.
That's why I am pleased to be the me I am.
I know the meaning of forgiveness and sacrifice.
And those realities have led me to my growth!
Somewhere along my journey,
I grew up.
I knew I would become a victim of confusion and stress.
I'm even impressed!
When did I wisen up...
To take my life with such seriousness?
Somewhere along my journey,
I grew up.
Did it happen when I stopped complaining?
Did I refuse to change the rules in the middle of the game?
Or did the violation of those rules,
I simply refused to change.
Knowing how to better play the game?
Either way...
Somewhere along my journey,
I grew up.
And pleased to be the me I am.
Still a work in process!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Excuse Me Mr.
Oh Im like a beggar with no luck
Im holding signs up
On your streetcorner stops
Like most you try not to see me
Stare straight ahead
Ignore the responsibility
Excuse me... excuse me mr.
Well Ive been waiting in line
And Id like to buy some of your time
Im very anxious, eager, willing
Whats your billing? (anxious eager willing)
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you too long
All I need is a little of your time
Oh for most love comes for free
They dont pay the high cost
Of mental custody
Ill pay bail for a guarantee
Make space for me
In the time yet to be
Excuse me... excuse me mr.
Well Ive been waiting in line
And Id like to buy some of your time
Ive been saving up my life,
Whats your price? (saving up my life)
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you way too long boy
All I need is a little of your time
What should I do
Im about to crack
And theres a force
That comes over me
Its almost as if
Im tied to the tracks
Im waiting for him
To rescue me
The funny thing is
Hes not going to come
Hes not going to find me
This is a matter of fact
The desire you lack
This is the way I guess it has to be...
A little of your time
I need a little of your time
Please, a little of your time yeah
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you way too long boy
All I need is a little of your time
Ooh Im in line to buy time
Im in line to buy time
Im in line to
Im in line to
Excuse me
Well Ive been waiting in line
Excuse me
Excuse me mr.
song performed by by No Doubt
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O my God excuse me
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Without borrowing and
Without stealing
It is quite impossible
To live with dignity
And what is dignity
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Being human
I be committed to
Public cause
I am not able to do it
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
I am unable to practice
Tolerance and create
Nuisance
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
The mistake I have done
And the punishment
I have got
O God excuse me
Excuse me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Some Are So Creative
When some folks begin...
To make excuses.
It is a process for them,
That never ends.
They keep making excuses,
To use and abuse their family and friends.
In an addicting process...
Predictable!
Eventually identified as lies.
And applied over and over again.
Some are so creative,
As to make people believe...
Those who can see through this,
Are wrong not to comprehend...
An obvious illness,
Hidden within!
And why excuses for them exist.
Going on in their minds,
Without the slightest resistance...
Time after time.
And then comes the campaign...
To discredit and bad mouth others.
Either stating someone believes,
They have opinions that are not concrete.
When anyone who has ever made contact with them...
Notices too late,
They too have been wrapped up in a waste of time...
Helping the excuse maker to defend!
Only to find themselves in public disagreements.
And having the innocent eyes of a pathological liar...
Gaining sympathy from those,
Who had not been over time exposed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At our company, our Design and Construction Consulting Service Team not only helps eliminate the risks inherent in the construction process, they typically save our clients 5% - 10% on overall construction costs. They also help make sure projects come in on time.
quote by Roger Staubach
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Excuse Me Mr.
Im like a beggar with no luck
Im holding signs up
On your streetcorner stops
Like most you try not to see me
You stare straight ahead
Ignore the responsibility
Excuse me...excuse me mr.
Ive been waiting in line
And Id like to buy some of your time
Im every anxioux, eager, willing.
Whats your billing?
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont comfuse me mr.
Ive know you too long
And I need is a little of your time
For most love comes for free
They dont pay the high cost
Of mental custody
Ill pay bail for a guarantee
Please make space for me
In the time yet to be
Excuse me...excuse me mr.
And Id been saving up my life,
Whats your price?
Chorus:
What should I do
Im about to crack
And theres a force
That comes over for me
Its almost as if Im tied to the tracks
And Im waiting for him
To rescue me
The funny thing is
Hes not going to come
Hes not going to find me
This a a matter of fact
The desire you lack
Thius is the way I guess it has to be...
A little of your time
Please, a little of your time
Chorus:
Im in line to buy time
Im in line to buy time
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Good Morning To Morning
Whoever wants good must respect the morning
whoever need a goodday must have a good morning
Morning is the mother of the day
Morning is the root of hardwork.
Morning is a time to make hay
morning is the time to gain experience of which
you will use in experimentingyour future
in order to expect a good result.
Respect the morning and tell us your result
disregard the morning and we shall you
your returns.
Good morning only comes to determaned people, people who are ready to explore it.
If you want to have a good morning, respect it
for I have repect for my morning and
I have experience an illustrious returns.
Good morning to my morning so he may do me good.
poem by Freeman David Remi Socrates
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Growing Up In the Projects
You want to know what it's like,
To grow up in the projects?
Being different and taking risks?
'Can't be that bad! '
Follow me.
'Where are we going? '
Up to the roof.
'To the roof? '
Yeah.
I want to show you something from my point of view.
Now...
Turnaround.
Put your hands behind your back.
'Why? '
I'm going to tie your hands behind your back.
Then I'm going to blindfold you before I leave you alone.
'But...
I might fall off the roof.
Aren't you concerned about that? '
You'll learn to adjust.
If you want to survive.
And...
If you can not get up from a fall?
Maybe you were too blind not to pay attention.
Some steps some folks shouldn't take.
Listening and observation is key.
Common sense is precious.
You be surprise how many lessons one learns,
Growing up in the projects.
'But my hands are tied.
And I can't see.'
I use to hear that all the time!
~Boy! Can't you see my hands are tied?
I can't see where the next dime is coming from.
And all I get from you is lip! ~
Note:
Not too many folks I knew who grew up
in the projects became victims from the experience.
In fact, most of the folks became very successful people.
But...that was a time when expectations were high.
And many years ago when folks chose to have 'some' identity
and dignity connected to the 'self' and a growth process.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Families don't make projects for five years, they make projects for generations.
quote by Achille Maramotti
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Trying To Be As Serious As I Possibly Can
I'm not going to say,
What goes around comes around.
I can not do that.
I am just going to feel very blessed.
And...
Find a place to laugh where I am not heard.
With the acknowledgement God realizes,
I am a work in progress with blemishes and flaws.
Just like other 'creations' My Father has made.
And I am not quite yet prepared...
To forgive those who have done misdeeds,
Intentionally!
Without expecting a 'payback'.
What's in the minds of people like that?
Donut munching?
But something inside me becomes pleased,
To see them suffer.
'Oh forgive me Father,
For I have sinned.
And it felt so good! '
God knows I am going through this process,
Trying to be as serious as I possibly can.
Under certain conditions.
Afterall...
Like Father, Like Son!
I had to have gotten my sense of humor from 'somewhere'!
So I can not take full responsibility for my tactless actions.
'Excuse me,
Would you happen to have any tissue?
I've become suddenly overwhelmed.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Skipping Around Obstacles
It would be great if experience to one came,
Without the sacrificing of time...
To find fault or place blame.
Or the process of feeling some anguish and pain.
Wouldn't it be nice,
If it came with the throwing of dice?
And those wishing to have it,
Could barter for it in exchange.
Leaving complaints at a minimum.
With a bargain felt that had been obtained.
It would be delicious and lip licking good,
If the price of it could afford everyone's taste.
And no one would feel deprived of it,
No matter the neighborhood.
It would be great if experience to one came...
Overnight feeding everyone's appetite.
And those who make claims,
They have awakened with knowledge...
Would express more insight,
With eyes clear and bright!
But experience is what it is.
And it can not be taught to achieve.
'Excuse me professor,
Is it possible we can discuss that topic,
One more time?
Please? '
The one who acquires experience...
Isn't the one with a heart worn on a sleeve.
But has lived and learned from mistakes that were made.
And did not make excuses heard,
While gathering up the energy to again stand...
With no mention of having crawled on knees.
Experience does not come gift wrapped in a nice package.
Or skipping around obstacles,
To place that responsibility on someone else's back.
Experience doesn't come to be done like that!
'I am so glad I had that experience.
No one will ever know...
What it was like to see you,
Struggle as you carried my weight.
I so appreicate you giving me that experience.
WHEW!
Let me know when you are ready for more.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Story Of Father And Son
THE STORY OF FATHER AND SON
In thy world, any one is for none,
But thee Father for son.
Wishes had he many when thy son opened his eyes,
From then he would search the aim in his childish eyes.
Be his son, great, greater, greatest than the father, sang in his daily’s prayer,
Empty they would starve but provide thy son bread & butter,
The half-battled wishes, which he could not, in his life time,
Fulfill would the son make, hopes had he many.
School he sent, books he provided,
To make his son greater than thee.
Taking huge sum he taught to make his child literate,
Thinking of the hopes that he has, which his son would make fulfill.
Good result in turn provided the son,
Happiness filled in the heart of thee, and all the sadness was gone.
More & more good result he expected,
And the son fulfilled the wishes of thee at best.
Waited for the job, thee for son,
Got-And distributed sweets both father and son.
Thought for the half-battled hopes which he would now fulfill,
And the son, till the partner, fulfills.
When the partner comes,
Thinks thee extra and grows dislike.
Every day thee’s gray eyes saw him,
The eyes would see the son’s disliking for thee.
Day’s past would think thee,
Of starving and feeding his old age’s stick.
Till the partner, the stick was a stick,
And thee thinks some day the stick would kick,
Alas! it happens,
Left their house, thee with his partner,
The house where he dreamt high thoughts,
All thoughts and wishes was now in ruined.
Lived happily the son with his partner,
Once a cry heard from Peter’s house,
That was the little junior partner,
Both they had.
Expectations had he many,
As their junior opened his eyes.
Did the same as thee did for him,
And the child in turn did the same as he did with thee.
The real mystery could he understand now,
Pain of old age, before the son, made his head bow.
Thought of his old father who left the home but didn’t bow,
Felt proud of his father and did the same now.
Pain of old age he could understand now,
Says the father before leaving home now-
“Till birth who cared you, loved you their love is no fair but the partner’s love has more value”
Whispers in the ear of his little son-“Don’t do the same”
And said-“Long live my son, god bless you” and departed.
This time the real thing fascinated the son,
He tried to keep them but none.
Felt lonely the son,
And got the punishment, for he has done.
MANISH KUMAR MAJUMDAR,
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Manish Kumar Majumdar,
C/o-Mr.Arun Kumar Majumdar
At-Belamala, Basulipada,
P.O.-Charampa,
Dist-Bhadrak,
ORISSA-756 101.
[email protected]
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poem by Manish Kumar Majumdar
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You Will Turn Criminal
You will turn criminal
Disregard for man, woman and animals
No more fear of God,
May make other people blind by putting hot rod
We are such thankless creature
We want to make everything sure
No sympathy whatsoever for fellow brethren
Only occupied with own concern
Only cruel weapon God has
That worry is always seen on face
Death deters person from doing evil
He knows result is on anvil
He has to give complete account
When pressure mounts
Not here but in another world
Where it is entirely different fold
Initially you are wrongly drawn
So long it is not made known
When everything is before you crystal clear
You develop little worry and fear
We are hundred percent sure and know
Any time life can be in danger and go
No means to stop that disaster
As some one else is the master
You may feel great for time being
As you might have ascended as kind
The whole world may seem to be in your grip
But you won’t know when it may go out of your hand or slip
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Its Good To Be King
Its good to be king, if just for a while
To be there in velvet, yeah, to give em a smile
Its good to get high, and never come down
Its good to be king of your own little town
Yeah the world would swing if I were king
Can I help it if I still dream time to time
Its good to be king and have your own way
Get a feeling of peace at the end of the day
And when your bulldog barks and your canary sings
Youre out there with winners, its good to be king
Yeah, Ill be king when dogs have wings
Can I help it if I still dream time to time
Its good to be king and have your own world
It helps to make friends, its good to meet girls
A sweet little queen, who cant run away
Its good to be king, whatever it pays
Excuse me if I have some place in my mind
Where I go time to time
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Lose My Cool
Met her on a saturday,
55 curly hair with an angels face
Took me a second to even walk her way
Every time I get around her dont know what to say
Walked over to her, finally built up the nerve,
Takin my time situating my words
She turned around, looked me dead in the eyes,
Smiled at me and my only reply,
I tell you all I could say
Excuse me, Ive been watching you, girl
Ive been watching you your so fine I dont know what to do
Tell me, whats your name? girl I wanna be with you
Please tell me you want me too, cause you make me loose my cool
Every time I see her I cant ever think
I swear my mind goes blank at just the smell of her hair
Doesnt matter where she is or what she does,
Irrelevant because you know I gotta be there
On the phone at night and conversations great I wear
I just cant wait for morning to come
So I can see you again, I want to be your man
Please let me be your only one
Excuse me, Ive been watching you, girl
Ive been watching you your so fine I dont know what to do
Tell me, whats your name? girl I wanna be with you
Please tell me you want me too, cause you make me loose my cool
Please forgive me if it seems like Im pressuring you
All I want from you, all Im wantin is to be the one you run to
cause you make me lose my cool
Excuse me, Ive been watching you, girl Ive been watching you
Your so fine I dont know what to do
Tell me, whats your name? girl I wanna be with you
Please tell me you want me too, cause you make me loose my cool
song performed by by Youngstown
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In the early 1990s, when a lot of the developing world opened up to international capital flows... they ended up in very good long-term projects, but projects that weren't going to pay off for five or 10 or 20 years.
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You're confusing product with process. Most people, when they criticize, whether they like it or hate it, they're talking about product. That's not art, that's the result of art. Art, to whatever degree we can get a handle on (I'm not sure that we really can) is a process. It begins in the heart and the mind with the eyes and hands.
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Excuse Me
Excuse me
Youre wearing out my joie de vie
Grabbing those good years again
I want to be alone
Excuse me
Im not the man I used to be
Someone else crept in again
I want to be alone. . .
Excuse me please
Im looking for lost angeles
Soaking up the sin again
I want to be alone. . .
You got the money back, thats okay
Who needs a cadillac anyway
I got the medicine, make you see the light
Call me in alaska if it all turns out right
Excuse me please
Youre standing on my memories
Stealing souvenirs again
I want to be alone
You got the money back, thats okay
Who needs a cadillac anyway
I got the medicine, make you see the light
Call me in alaska, if it all turns out right
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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