Wherever anything lives, there is, open somewhere, a register in which time is being inscribed.
quote by Henri Bergson
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Register is very important. Music sounds best in a certain register.
quote by Steve Lacy
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An oblique Cashier and the stagnant cash Register!
Hey! There's no any difference to be seen between us
You count and I keep someone's money,
Remind yourself that a cashier never holds a register in his life time
And the register never owns money.
Now I see the the slight difference,
You breath and I am lifeless.
When we retire one day
I'll be a rusty box and you turn into ashes in a crematorium
Or eaten by worms in a burial ground?
Then both of us lifeless and some other lunatic counts that dirty money?
To my old friend the English Teacher JVL in gratitude!
*Imagination is more important than knowledge.
-Albert Einstein
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Today you can go to a gas station and find the cash register open and the toilets locked. They must think toilet paper is worth more than money.
quote by Joey Bishop
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Ferdinand: Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
Live register'd upon our brazen tombs
And then grace us in the disgrace of death;
When, spite of cormorant devouring Time,
The endeavor of this present breath may buy
That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge
And make us heirs of all eternity.
line from Love's Labour's Lost, Act I, Scene 1, script by William Shakespeare (1598)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Open Your Box
Open your box,
Open your box,
Open your trousers,
Open your thighs,
Open your legs,
Open, open, open, open, oooh.
Open, open, open, open,
Open your legs,
Open your flies,
Open your ears,
Open your nose,
Open your mouth,
Open, open, open, open, oooh.
Open.
Open your cold feet,
Open, open,
Open, open, open, let's open, let's open the cities.
Open the cities,
Open, open, open the world,
Open, let's open the world.
Open, open, oooh -
Open, open, ooh!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Open Your Box
Open your box,
Open your box,
Open your trousers,
Open your thighs,
Open your legs,
Open, open, open, open, oooh.
Open, open, open, open,
Open your legs,
Open your flies,
Open your ears,
Open your nose,
Open your mouth,
Open, open, open, open, oooh.
Open.
Open your cold feet,
Open, open,
Open, open, open, let's open, let's open the cities.
Open the cities,
Open, open, open the world,
Open, let's open the world.
Open, open, oooh -
Open, open, ooh!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Open Arms
If love is what you want
Baby here I am
If tenderness is what you need
Ive got that to give
If you need some affection
Baby these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms
You come hem youve had a hard day
Every door you tried to open
Was closing in your face
Im right here Ill be right here
Ill embrace you
Ill be open with my heart
Ill let you in
Ill be open with my thoughts
Ill be your best friend
If you need some attention
Baby these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms
Every corner you turn
Trouble come your way
But when you get home
Ill try to be there
And Ill embrace you
These are
These are
These are
Open arms
If time is what you need
Baby Ill stop the clocks
If youre looking for something
Maybe Ive got what you want
If theres one thing to remember
Dont forget that these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms
These are
These are
These are
Open arms
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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The Notebook and The Pen
Register the birth.
Now register the death.
All unfinished business
ends with the breath.
Ends. But then again begins
as we all come back for more.
Even though we long forgot
what it is we come back for.
Only while the breath continues
to feed the brain
and work the sinews,
can we put an end to pain
and stop it coming back again.
Keep a record of what's needed
to be done (or else undone) :
to be planted (to be weeded)
to be finished (or begun) .
poem by Brian Taylor
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visiting Hiroshima
1>Peace Memorial Museum.
two buildings
the museum surveys the history of Hiroshima
and the advent of the nuclear bomb.
main focus August 6; the dropping of the bomb
and its outcome in human suffering
personally it upset me
2.Cenotaph for the A-Bomb Victims
Between the Museum
and the A-Bomb Dome
an arched tomb
for those who died
because
initial blast
and then
of exposure to radiation
3. The Register
Below the arch is a stone chest
holding a register
of these names,
there
are over 220,000
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I told you he had a cash register mind. Rings every time he opens his mouth.
quote by Dennis O'Keefe
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It will take a long time for women's effect on politics to register so that we may properly appraise it.
quote by Florence E. Allen
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The Prime Time Of Our Lives
It's the prime time of our lives
And I've never seen us more alive
Now that the night has finally arrived
I'm looking for some fun and to survive
Join hands with me
We'll slow down the time
We'll dance the last song
The prime time of our lives is here in this time for us now
When you reach a certain point in your life
You better push it to the extremes
And that's what we're doing
We're celebrating dreams
We're living dreams
We're creating new dreams
In the prime time of our lives
The time is now
In our choices
In what we thought
In what we bought
In what we've got
Thank god for now
It's the prime time of our lives
poem by Justin Gildow
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I get extra time to take the test because of my ADD. Everybody's brains works differently and I just need longer for things to register.
quote by Mary-Kate Olsen
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In Our Lives
Written by John Mellencamp
Well I'm a middle-aged teenager
I'm a man of angst and leisure
Doin' the best that I can do
My problems are incorrect
I've always got it around my neck
Hey I'm just like you
Yeah I've done some good and I've done some bad
But the most fun that I ever had
Was singing my songs for you
And if I should go astray
I'd get down on my knees and pray
Say God forgive me for what I do
Oh in our lives
There's no right way for us to live it
You know in our lives
There's a time to cry and a time to forget it
Well I'm a broke down humble man
Baby that's just who I am
And that's from me to you
Well I feel good here
Got about a million more years
To do what it is I gotta do
And if some day you happen to be passin' my way
Say hi, hello, how are you
Well, I'll return the gesture in kind
And hope that things are fine
And you all just do what you gotta do
Oh in our lives
There's no right way for us to live it
Oh in our lives
There's a time to cry and a time to get with it
You know in our lives there's no right way for us to live it.
Well I'm a broke down humble man
That's just who I am
And that's from me to you
Yeah I'm a broke down humble man
Yeah that's just who I am
And that's from me to you
Oh in our lives
You know in our lives
Yeah in our lives there's no right way for us to live it
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Barely Disfigured
Adieu Tristesse
Bonjour Tristesse
Farewell Sadness
Hello Sadness
You are inscribed in the lines on the ceiling
You are inscribed in the eyes that I love
You are not poverty absolutely
Since the poorest of lips denounce you
Ah with a smile
Bonjour Tristesse
Love of kind bodies
Power of love
From which kindness rises
Like a bodiless monster
Unattached head
Sadness beautiful face.
poem by Paul Eluard
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Open Eyes
May the memories not be forgot
May we never lose our mind
May no one tamper with our thoughts
For the sake of open eyes
For open eyes my dear
For open eyes
We will not drink to blindness dear
Well drink to open eyes!
The mindless cretin on parade
They may fill our lives with fear
Should we forgive and look away
Well perhaps, but not this year!
For open eyes my dear
For open eyes
We will not drink to blindness deat
Well drink to open eyes
Our enemies may come on strong
They may try to break our will
Should we forgive and look away
Just before we spring to kill!
For open eyes my dear
For open eyes
We will not drink to blindness dear
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Eyes Wide Open
Here it comes, here comes another day
Another decision on the way
Well here it comes, here comes a covered display
of preferences to make
Well here it comes, here comes a knock on the door
Open it for an opportunity
Well here it comes, here comes another day
for memories to be made
Eyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time
'n there it was, it was a perfect take
and were you asleep or awake
There it was, it was a perfect time
to speak your mind
'n there it was, it was a chance of a lifetime
It flew right by and what did you do?
Well there it was, it was another day
for memories to be made
Eyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time
I've got my eyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time
Because you never know
what you might see...
song performed by by King Crimson
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Posy Rosy
They wrote her name on the wall,
to tease and taunt and maim
but they didn't realise how it hurt
or how they were to blame
and when poor Rosy walked on by
and read the words inscribed
she'd shrivel up a little bit,
down deep, where it hurt inside.
They wrote her name on the wall, they did
and sometimes they'd narrate
a tale or two to the neighbours kids
for boredom and for game.
Then one day when all was gloom
Rosie took her life
and underneath her nickname
these words, they lay inscribed
Posy, Rosy, piggy eyes did die
she died, today
what a selfish gal she was,
there's nothing else to play.
poem by Ruth Walters
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On Stone
As in a dream, strange epitaphs I see,
Inscribed on yet unquarried stone,
Where wither flowers yet unstrown
The Campo Santo of the time to be.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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We do not need to proselytise either by our speech or by our writing. We can only do so really with our lives. Let our lives be open books for all to study.
quote by Mohandas Gandhi
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