He who attends to his greater self becomes a great man, and he who attends to his smaller self becomes a small man.
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Au lieu du monde
les explications
d'un ou d'autre
les mots que demandent
de toi a toi parler clairement
les images que viennent
a trois quatre d'heur plus tard
les choses tu dit
je n'attends plus
je n'attends plus que tu
tu ne cherche pas
tu ne cherce pas toi
tu es deja vu la bas
au lieu du monde
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Si Tout S'Arrete (It's A Heartache) (feat. Kareen Antonn)
Si tout s'arrete
Si pour vous tout s'arrete
Dis-lui que je suis prete
Que je ne l'attends pas
Meme si tu l'aimes
Meme si vraiment tu l'aimes
Partir o il m'entrane
Ne m'intresse pas
It's a heartache
Nothing but a heartache
Love him till your arms break
Then he lets you down
trop vouloir tout partager
On finit par s'loigner, de tout
Il est plus sage qu'on abandonne
Qu'au bout du compte, je lui pardonne, tout
Si tout s'arrete
Si pour nous tout s'arrete
Dis-toi que tu es prete
Que tu ne l'attends pas
Meme si je l'aime
Meme si pourtant je l'aime
Partir o il t'entrane
Ne suffira pas
It ain't right with love to share
When you find he doesn't care, for you
It ain't wise to need someone
As much as I depended on, you
Si tout s'arrete
Si pour nous tout s'arrete
Dis-toi que tu es prete
Que tu ne l'attends pas
It's a fool's game
Si tout s'arrete
Standing in the cold rain
It's a fool's game
Feeling like a clown
Je ne l'attends pas
It's a heartache
Si tout s'arrete
Love him till your arms break
Then he lets down
Je fais le premier pas
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Lofty posts make great men greater still, and small men much smaller.
quote by Jean de La Bruyere
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Smaller & Smaller
Drought makes the workers dream
Muscles and fields of green
Shovel the last few crumbs
Of generosity
Open hearts, open mind, open mouth, open vein
Drain
Someday the rains will come
My blistered hands tell me
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
Bite
Bite
Bite
Cry
Ill keep coming back
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Squash me
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Under the charity
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Under the topsoil
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Under the fingernail
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Then small becomes all becomes all..........
Bite
Bite
Bite
Cry
Its not a mirage
Its not a mirage
Trickling downward, trickling downward
Its not a mirage
Drain
Drain
Bite
Bite
Bite
Cry
Smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller..........
song performed by by Faith No More
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Smaller And Smaller
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(p) Faith No More
< Mike Bordin: Drums; Roddy Bottum: Keyboards;
Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar;
Mike Patton: Vocals >
( Angel Dust [Slash Records, 1992] )
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Drought makes the workers dream
Muscles and fields of green
Shovel the last few crumbs
Of generosity
Open heart, open mind, open mouth, open vein
DRAIN
Someday the rains will come
My blistered hands tell me
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow
BITE
BITE
BITE
CRY
I'll keep coming back
smaller and smaller and smaller
squash me
smaller and smaller and smaller
under the charity
smaller and smaller and smaller
under the topsoil
smaller and smaller and smaller
under the fingernail
smaller and smaller and smaller
then small becomes all becomes all.......
BITE
BITE
BITE
CRY
It's not a mirage
It's not a mirage
trickling downward, trickling downward
It's not a mirage
DRAIN
DRAIN
BITE
BITE
BITE
CRY
smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller.......
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song performed by by Faith No More
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I have an older brother who is 21 and attends UC Berkley.
quote by Mila Kunis
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When a son attends to his father, it is a twofold joy for both; when wise things are prescribed to him, the son is.
She Just Wants To Be
Its not that she walked away,
Her world got smaller.
All the usual places, the same destinations,
Only somethings changed.
Its not that she wasnt rewarded
With pomegranate afternoons
And mingus, chet baker and chess.
Its not the stampede and fortune
Of prim affectations
Shes off on a right and she knows now
Its greater than the whole
Of the past
Its greater
And now she knows.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
Its not that the transparency
Of earlier incarnations
Now were back on, were enriched
And loaded
With beautiful vulnerability
And now she knows.
Now is greater
And she knows that.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
Now is greater
Now is greater
And she knows that
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
She just wants to be somewhere
She just wants to be.
Its not like the angels
Could truly look down
Stir up the trappings
And light on the ground.
Remind us of what, when,
Why or who?
The hows up to us, me and you
And now is greater than the whole
Of the past
Is greater and now she knows that.
Now she knows.
song performed by by REM
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It is not the possession of truth, but the success which attends the seeking after it, that enriches the seeker and brings happiness to him.
quote by Max Planck
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As to happiness in this life it is hardly compatible with that diminished respect which ever attends the relinquishing of labour.
quote by Anthony Trollope
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Elytis 1
It doesn't matter how one attends,
or how after it he goes fervent,
always, always will approach the end,
a second life won't flow in current.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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The only ways of enquiry that lead to knowledge... the one way assuming that being is and that it is impossible for it not to be, is the trustworthy path, for truth attends it.
quote by Parmedides
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Why Do My Thoughts All Turn to Despairing Possiblities Only?
Why do my thoughts all turn to despairing possibilities only?
Why do I feel so lost? So empty? So devoid of dream?
Why do I feel it has all ended for me?
And my life is about to turn to greater and greater difficulty
And smaller and smaller satisfaction?
Why does Lovelessness hurt more now?
Why do I fear my children’s greater distance,
And my inability to truly help them any longer?
Why do I feel so hopeless and so useless so old and so weary?
What is wrong with me this morning?
And will this now be my mood forever
Or will it be broken as it usually is
When I open the door and go into the morning light
And walk up the hill to Shul as fast as I can
With prayer to God in my mind?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Something ignoble, loathsome, undignified attends all associations between people and has been transferred to all objects, dwelling, tools, even the landscape itself.
quote by Bertolt Brecht
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Each family of the United States military now attends to their loved ones funeral with a wrenching worry that it will be met possibly with a protest or a demonstration.
quote by Steve Buyer
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Nothing I write/ Dreams me as I dream myself
NOTHING I WRITE / DREAMS ME AS I DREAM MYSELF
Nothing I write
Dreams me as I dream myself
Smaller than small small
Is man’s place in the universe
Smaller than small small small
Is my no place in the nowhere
Of forever nothingness
Kindness is all
But who can be kind for long
When all is dying dying dying
Small small small is all
And I have already gone home to nothingness
Forever silent as small which never was.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Red BMX Bicycle
There was a small boy
In the countryside
Who had a small red BMX bicycle
Kept in the store besides the herbicides
Every evening like a cycle
He would ride down the dusty road
The sun a yellow ball
on the west side
Glittering under the sun`s rays
Was that small
RED BMX BICYCLE
There was a smaller boy
In the countryside
Who had nothing…
Totally nothing
He was a friend to the small boy
Every evening like a cycle
He would wait by the dusty road
To have a chance
On the small red BMX bicycle
His face would be all smiles
Even after falling off that
RED BMX BICYCLE
One day at dusk
The smaller boy
Stood next to the small boy
And asked
“When you grow up, would you give me this bike? ”
The small boy without thinking
Said YES..
There was a smaller boy
In the countryside
One night
He had a bad stomach ache
His mum wiping the tiny streams of tears
That fell from his small face
That was pale…
Due to dust from the dusty road
As he played with his the small boy
And rode on that
RED BMX BICYCLE
There was a small boy
In the countryside…
Now HE is all grown
And in the university
Far away in the city
That RED BMX BICYCLE
Now long gone
Given to some relative, I guess
If I could go back
To those days…
Those days with beautiful sunsets
Back in the countryside
Waiting for my chance
On my red BMX bicycle
Watching that smaller boy fall off
I would give him…
I would hand him that bicycle
And never expect it back
And watch him ride
Towards the beautiful sunset
On my red BMX bicycle
But if I can go back
All will be in vain
Because on that night…in the dark
He struggled with pain
His small heart couldn`t keep on
Outside there was rain
The gods possibly wanted to cleanse
All the evil that night
That took him away
Now I reminisce
As I keep moving on
About that smaller boy
And our small
RED BMX BICYCLE…
poem by Paul Oguda
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Where, after all, do universal human rights begin? In small places, close to home - so close and so small that they cannot be seen on any map of the world. Yet they are the world of the individual person: The neighbourhood he lives in; the school or college he attends; the factory, farm or office where he works. Such are the places where every man, woman and child seeks equal justice, equal opportunity, equal dignity without discrimination. Unless these rights have meaning there, they have little meaning anywhere. Without concerted citizen action to uphold them close to home, we shall look in vain for progress in the larger world.
quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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As I Grow Old I Grow Smaller
As I grow old I grow smaller
Smaller and smaller-.
One day I will be small as nothing
That’s the smallest of all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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If success attends my steps, honor and glory await my name-if defeat, still shall it be said we died like brave men, and conferred honor, even in death, on the American Name.
quote by Zebulon Pike
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