The best thing that I got was rehearsing with my father. It was always about the process of figuring things out, and trying something new, and having another take on something and keeping it alive.
quote by Jake Gyllenhaal
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Hes All Over Me
Chorus:
Hes all over me
And hes keeping me alive
Hes all over me
And hes keeping me alive
Hes all over me
And hes keeping me alive
I know he is keeping me alive
Hes keeping me aliveverse 1
Hes in my hands, hes in my feet
I can hardly keep my seat
Hes in my sprit, in my soul
I will never grow old
Hes in my heart, hes in my mind
Im glad that hes mine
Hes all over me, and hes keeping me alive
I know he is keeping me alive
Hes keeping me alive
Verse 2
Like the hebrew boys, thrown in the fiery furnace
Everybody thought it was over for them
But the lord brought them out on time
Hes the firm foundation
The God of all creation
Theres nothing that he wont do for you
If you trust him hell see you through
Chorus
Repeat verse 2
Chorus
Repeat verse 1
Hes on my right, hes on my left
Hes in my front and back
Hes over me and hes even by my side
Chorus
song performed by by Whitney Houston
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Biting Those Lips
Why are you biting your lips?
'I am practicing.'
So you are learning to keep your mouth shut?
'I said I was 'practicing'.
And as far as keeping my mouth shut...
That is a learning process.
And I did say I was practicing.
I did not say I was learning anything...
Yet! '
Practice makes perfect,
You know?
'Who said anything about wanting to be perfect?
There are too many rehearsing that right now.
With questionable results I am sure will be delivered.
And I am practicing biting my lips,
In the event 'that' becomes a necessity.
And once that becomes discovered as one of my skills,
Well...
Only 'then' will I begin rehearsing perfection,
To overwhelm those disbelieving...
I have yet revealed another talent no one can deny.'
I see.
Well...
You keep biting those lips,
Okay?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You're keeping my alive
You’re the only thing
That’s keeping me alive
Because you’re the only reason
I wouldn’t want to die
It’s you that I need
You take away my pain
I love you so much
I would do anything
All I ever think about is you
I can’t get you out of my head
Every time I see your face
I always smile without knowing it
I really do love you
I don’t want to lie
You’re keeping me alive
With you I don’t want to die
poem by Lisa French
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The whole process of rehearsing a play involves so many creative and dramatic exercises, that this became my training. In fact, I still consider myself in training. Every time I work it's an educational process because I learn by watching other actors. My career is always going to be an on-going study.
quote by Bill Nunn
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Of Those Experiences
You have every right in the keeping of your beliefs.
And to quote from notes of those who lecture,
From pulpits to pedestals in speeches that preach.
However...
You will not find me defending my own beliefs,
To convince anyone in debates that become heated...
Of those experiences to me that have come.
Leaving each one personalized to identify the origin.
And not one of those experiences,
Were achieved by the taking of notes to quote.
Or the rehearsing of that which I should,
Or should not have done in the process of my learning.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keeping Me Alive
They said love was a thing of the past
That these days nothing ever lasts
This old world is movin too fast
Well sometimes we ride around
She plays her radio up loud
If I was sad, well, Im happy now
And it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
Honey youre getting me by
Yeah youre keeping me alive
I got a job, I work hard
These days the money dont go very far
Its hard enough keeping gas in the car
But sometimes we ride around
She plays the radio up load
If I was sad, well, Im happy now
Yeah and it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
Honey youre getting me by
Yeah youre keeping me alive
And it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
Honey youre getting me by
Yeah youre keeping me alive
Yeah youre keeping me alive
Yeah youre keeping me alive
song performed by by Tom Petty
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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‘father”:
'A FATHER IS SOMEONE WHO'S THERE FOR YOU WHEN YOU NEED HIM
A FATHER NEVER LETS YOU DOWN
A FATHER IS SOMEONE THERE TO HUG YOU WHEN SOMETHING GOES WRONG
A FATHER IS THERE TO DRY UP THE TEARS
A FATHER IS THERE FOR YOU WHEN YOU NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO
A FATHER IS'NT SOMEONE WHO LEAVES THE MOTHER WHEN HE FINDS OUT SHE'S PERGANT
A FATHER IS'NT SOMEONE WHO DENYS THEIR OWN CHILD
A FATHER IS'NT SOMEONE WHO LEAVES YOU LEFT BEHIND
A FATHER IS'NT SOMEONE WHO SAYS ONE THING TO ONE PERSON THEN SAYS ANOTHER THING TO SOMEONE ELSE
A FATHER IS’NT WHAT I SEE IN YOU”
poem by Yeslin Salazar
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Father Boy
Oh Father Boy, Oh Father Boy
You didn’t see the signs
You didn’t hear a thing did you
Oh Father Boy, my dear
You didn’t see, you didn’t look, you didn’t listen either
You didn’t try to understand
You didn’t take the time
You weren’t a Father, Father Boy, you weren’t a Father, Father.
Oh Father Boy, Father Boy
When a Father has a Boy
To be a Father, Father see
You have to see the Boy
The Boy inside the Father
And the Father in the Boy
But Father Boy, Oh Father Boy
You just didn’t pay attention
For a Boy to be a Father, Father
He cannot be a Father Boy.
(Previously published in Megaera, #4, Fall 2000)
poem by Laurence Overmire
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Rehearsing a play is making the word flesh. Publishing a play is reversing the process.
quote by Peter Shaffer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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He Is His Father's Son
His father a decorated soldier a noble hearted one
And he the ballad singer sings of battles fought and won
A true chip of the the old block when all is said and done
He has his father's D N A and he is his father's son.
'Tis not to listen to war ballads that I have come in here
I came in for to quench my thirst with a cool frothy beer
He ends another war song to another loud encore
Yet why do they applaud him and beg him to sing more?
His songs fire the patriotism in them by keeping old wars alive
And ballads of old soldiers insure that wars survive
The songs he sing are very old and have been often sung
Of brave men who risked their lives in war and of brave men who died young.
He sings of young men who went to war that was the choice they made
These old men now who on war memorial day march in the big parade
With their bravery medals on display they won't leave old wars die
The war that was to end all wars another old war lie.
The son of a war hero of war he choose to sing
Though too much of patriotism is not a healthy thing
A true chip of the old block when all is said and done
He has his father's D N A and he is his father's son.
poem by Francis Duggan
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You draw beautifully with your pencil
You draw beautifully with your pencil,
sketches of almost any flower and plant,
things that are alive and some things that are dead
even a woman giving birth
on the beach.
You draw beautifully with your pencil
on a table are slices of bread
with a hungry dog on the other side;
things that are alive and some things that are dead,
there are children that are wasting away from starvation
and a woman’s hand with a wedding band.
You draw beautifully with your pencil,
a sounding level going down a well
being held by a strong male hand.
Things that are alive and some things that are dead,
you sketch and sometimes it’s any thing valuable;
even people in love on a tropical island
and you draw beautifully with your pencil
things that are alive and some things that are dead.
poem by Gert Strydom
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To Say That I Am Miserable Is To Say That I Am Like Them
my friends will have a hard time
figuring out the real compass
of my north, for i make the impression
that i am bound south,
slow and not so sure, i keep walking
and they do not really know if i am with
them or against them
when they begin to talk i
pretend that i am their best friend
and when they laugh
i do not really join them
they always suspect that there is something
wrong with my capacity for
honesty or they simply leave me
for what they think i am,
secretive man, always keeping things
to himself, only wanting to survive
life's harsh treatment of himself,
i do not tell them, actually of some
miseries
i fear that i will just be another one
like them.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Eve of My Death
The eve of my death, a baby was born, and this kept me alive.
The eve of my death, a baby took her first stumbling steps, and this kept me
alive.
The eve of my death, a school bus filled with laughing children drove away,
and this kept me alive.
The eve of my death, I looked out my window to see my child be swept
away to prom, and this kept me alive.
The eve of my death, my baby, my child reached out her hand to accept her
diploma, she is not a baby or a child any more, and this kept me alive.
The eve of my death, I walked with my daughter down the isle, and this kept
me alive.
The eve of my death, I held my new born grandson in my arms, and this kept
me alive.
The day of my death, I feel my grandson's tears hit me like a cool spring rain,
I see his father behind a podium an inch away from tears, I feel the
flowers on the casket that holds the only thing that keeps me alive.
poem by Stephen Howard
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And so I put down some of the things that he said, about keeping your tools sharpened and not letting them lie on the ground where they get hurt or get abused and dirty and can't find them. And some thoughts about how his father used to do things.
quote by Bruce Nauman
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To Diminish The Act Of Reason And Common Sense
Every tactic today is being used,
To diminish the act of reason, truth and competence.
With undeniable mental abuse.
Every thought process to enlighten those unconscious,
Seems to be finding a way to criticized those seeking light.
By a keeping of their ignorant lives thriving and entertained,
On ensuring the ones with a thought process are belittled.
And this should be a goal by all maintained.
With a laughing at those who have chosen to do things correctly.
And...
If education had been a priority as it is today professed,
Why has there been a rush to market...
The temptation of decadence and with such effectiveness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Playground
I climb up, spending daylight
Slide down drunken on the other side
Some sweet girl, playing my wife,
Runs off with a boy whose bike shell ride
Playground (its a playground)
Marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground (its a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square world
Bells will ring, door flings open
Hare and greyhound in the old kiss chase
Youve been caught, game has ended
Smack on kisser from her slap on face
Playground (its a playground)
Were marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground (its a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square world
Watch the leaves all tear away (one by one)
Leaving you but lined like an exercise book
What did your report once say (know the one)
This boy must try harder to please
From down on his knees
Playground, playground, playground, playground, playground,
Playground, playground, playground
Brain gets bent, heart gets broken
You cant jump off once the page is turned
School is out but never over
Thats the only lesson you can learn
Playground (its a playground)
Were marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground (its a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square
Playground (its a playground)
Go for the high jump if you let em push you in the
Playground (its a playground)
Theres no escaping, escaping from their big square world
You may leave school, but it never leaves you
song performed by by Xtc
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What Keeps Mankind Alive?
(brecht/weill)
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You gentlemen who think you have a mission
To purge us of the seven deadly sins
Should first sort out the basic food position
Then start your preaching, thats where it begins
You lot, who preach restraint and watch your waist as well
Should learn for all time how the world is run
However much you twist, whatever lies you tell
Food is the first thing, morals follow on
So first make sure that those, who now are starving
Get proper helpings, when we all start carving
What keeps mankind alive, the fact that millions
Are daily tortured, stifled, punished, silenced, oppressed
Mankind can keep alive, thanks to its brilliance
At keeping its humanity repressed
For once, you must not try to shirk the facts:
Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts.
You say the girls may strip with your permission (whoa!)
You draw the line dividing art from sin
So first sort out the basic food position
Then start your preaching, thats where it begins
You lot, who bank on your desires and our disgust
Should learn for all time how the world is run
Whatever lies you tell, however much you twist
Food is the first thing, morals follow on
So first make sure that those, who now are starving
Get proper helpings, when we all start carving
What keeps mankind alive, the fact that millions
Are daily tortured, stifled, punished, silenced, oppressed
Mankind can keep alive, thanks to its brilliance
At keeping its humanity repressed
For once, you must not try to shirk the facts
Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts
Mankind can keep alive, thanks to its brilliance
At keeping its humanity repressed
For once, you must not try to shirk the facts:
Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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My father, My father
My father, my father,
I love he,
my father, my father,
made me see,
how beautiful this world really can be.
My father, my father,
said to me,
my daughter my daughter,
come see me,
I wont be around forever, and i have things that must be.
My father, my father,
dont die on me.
[I wrote this while my father was in the hospital, I'm sorry to say he never got to leave. R.I.P October 7,08.]
poem by Dakota Ellerton
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Affirmations Dismissing Limits
Look...
I probably have said some things I shouldn't.
I probably did some things others couldn't.
They probably can say the same thing too.
Let us undo...
Reactions of bitterness done,
With thoughts to still carry through!
When I evaluate someone...
Help me stop judging them by looks,
And by what they have or have not done!
Help us all go through that same process.
And lift our minds...
To a higher consciousness!
I don't profess to be better than my brothers.
Or look down on my sisters...
As if they are less than others!
I want good health...
And the wealth of satisfaction.
All this senseless negativity,
Has been too long the attraction!
Affirmations dismissing limits.
Remove those limits from us this minute!
Help us all find ways to cheer...
The reasons why You have us here,
On this Earth!
And make that clear...
Dear Father!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Annihilate Now!
when your alive now
or if your alive now
you're always ignored
so you sleep on the floor
you're above me now
above me now
Annihilate now
and now you late now
When you're alive now
or if you're alive now
I'm definitely not here just to have fun
you're above me now
above me now
When you're alive now
or if you're alive now
no one is here just to have fun
you're above me now
above me now
When you're alive now
or if you're alive now
i know you're supposed to do
things you don't want to do
why?
There's only one room at the end
there's only one room at the end
so let's pretend we're at the end
song performed by by Idlewild
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