Silk Road to Ruin has all the analysis and it's structured very well. I rely on my notes more and I use direct quotes. But there's nothing like writing about it right away.
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Either one or the other [analysis or synthesis] may be direct or indirect. The direct procedure is when the point of departure is known-direct synthesis in the elements of geometry. By combining at random simple truths with each other, more complicated ones are deduced from them. This is the method of discovery, the special method of inventions, contrary to popular opinion.
quote by Andre-Marie Ampere
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXVI: Ruin
Do not ruin a good story
Do not ruin a perfect plan
Do not ruin a flawless lie
Do not ruin a great sacrifice
Do not ruin a hard work
Do not ruin a long trust
Do not ruin a magical moment
Do not ruin a golden opportunity
Do not ruin the current mood
Do not ruin an innocent dream
Do not ruin a sweet memory
Do not ruin a fair game
Do not ruin a mutual agreement
Do not ruin a smiling face
Do not ruin the flowing river
Do not ruin the sequence order
Do not ruin the standard procedure
Do not ruin the prepared show
Do not ruin a complete circle
Do not ruin a final ending
Do not ruin the leisure time
Do not ruin the aiming shot
Do not ruin the hidden purpose
Do not ruin a genius idea
Do not ruin the dead price
Do not ruin a determined mind
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Mood Changes
Tonight I have no song for you.
Tonight my music's quiet.
I cannot sing. I cannot play.
My mood has silenced the notes away.
So in my hand I clutch my pen
and let the words appear.
I rely on just the act of writing
to let the music disappear.
Tomorrow might bring the music back.
There's always hope that tomorrow
can bring the peace that's missing
and erase the traces of sorrow.
But for now I need the silence
except for the sound of the pen.
And as I sit here writing
I anticipate the music again.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Rely On Me
Writers: leo sayer & alan tarney
Rely on me
Devil take tomorrow
Take these blues away
Too much pain and sorrow
All our yesterdays
Theres a world a waiting
Where you reap just what you sow
No good contemplating
So come with me and watch it grow
Rely on me
Rely on me
Rely on me
I will set you free
Ill break down the walls and set you free
Moon is bright in my sky
Nightingale sings sweet sweet
Youre the song in my heart
Put your faith in me
Lets not cool the spirit
Waste each others time
Its my world I want you in it
Trust in me and what were sure to find
Rely on me
Rely on me
Rely on me
I will set you free
Ill break down the walls and set you free
Rely on me
Rely on me
Rely on me
I will set you free
Ill break down the walls and set you free
song performed by by Leo Sayer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I would rather read a poorly structured story that has fresh ideas than a tightly structured one with cliches.
quote by Douglas Wood
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I don't have any structured grand plan; I just intend to keep writing about the things that interest me-some of which change, some of which don't.
Yet, I am convinced that there is a need for high quality software, and the time will come when it will be recognized that it is worth investing effort in its development and in using a careful, structured approach based on safe, structured languages.
quote by Niklaus Wirth
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I think the aim - and certainly the aim of what I've tried to do since leaving - is not political and certainly not a witch hunt at individuals. It's to try to direct our attention at what I believe is a fundamental fault analysis that we must now examine.
Anyway, in my writing I've always been interested in finding places to stand, and I've found it very useful to have a direct experience of what I'm writing about.
quote by Michael Pollan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My companion
I don't know where I'll be,
when who ever buys my book to read.
I was just writing the date on my new
notebook, and these thoughts came to my mind.
Sometimes when I'm going over some
writing I see the date on the paper,
and it brings me memories of
how I felt at the time when I
wrote those poems,
Those notes, they have the flavor
of me. My intimate thoughts my most
saddest and happiest moments of
my existence.
My poems my notes my
stories and my hands, they are one.
One memory in all together.
The way my hands clinch my
writing my every move of prose.
I don't know who
Will want to read the writing coming
from a stranger a none-known poet.
From lonesome I, no one
knows who she is.
I cherish every letter,
word and phrase my hands have writting.
Because all of this has been to me a wonderful
companion of my lonesome life of appetence to feed.
Copyright©ElenaToledo2011
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road
The chicken was undecided on whether to cross the road,
she was a short sighted chicken
who, not being able to see across the road
couldn't quite understand the advantages
of being on the other side.
People passing by the chicken
stopped to ask if she wanted to get across the road
but the chicken just clucked, indecisively,
looking very concerned as to her own
demise if she should attempt to.
After all, should she transverse the road
and avoid oncoming vehicles
she would then be stuck on the other side
but should she not, then she may well
feel unfulfilled, unaccomplished.
Not wanting to disappoint,
let down, or cause a disturbance
the chicken did a little shake,
a little flutter and hop, skipped
and jumped across the road.
A local lorry came hurtling towards her,
she saw the headlights, heard the horn
but too late! There were chicken bits
all over the place while a local
reporter took notes, writing:
We'll never know why the chicken
tried to cross that road in heavy traffic
but she was pronounced dead
on arrival at the local hospital.
They'll be no live chicken tonight.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Let Me Go
Silk clouds shine rivers of peace
Moonlight on the fallen vampires
Beauty on moss leather stars
All the hidden life in wanton time
Nothing shall ruin my soul
Just weak human flesh
Strange hearts
Here and there a clear moment
Spite coils like serpents
High notes are hard to hit
Shrunken worlds swelter
Our roads go in circles
Here we are in the broken circle
I told you I forgive you
Let me go
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Funny money tricky
Fingers tipsy sticky
Colourful notes
Historical heads
Banknote quotes
Golden threads
Your fun fan faire
Fantastic
Your gun man share
Fanatic
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Mutual Benefit
You do not have to appreciate a thing I say.
Or marinate your mind...
In concepts I leave behind.
Although you are not that far away,
From any attempts made I convey.
You may even suggest,
My expressions have ineptness.
Or that I do not possess,
An ethnic depthness...
With an offensiveness that is direct.
However...
There is one thing I've noticed,
That motivates and keeps me focused.
I can rely on your critique.
And at least that shows...
I can rely on your opinions bestowed,
Upon my creations you search and seek.
With such a clinical specialty,
You have established.
And I have grown to admire,
As your strongest technique.
Congratulations!
There is something contributed,
That has been to our mutual benefit!
And keeps us united with our diverse convictions.
You provide the circus.
And I so enjoy the clowns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I wanted to play piano, and that slid quickly into writing - it wasn't enough to play other people's notes: I had to write notes too.
quote by Luc Ferrari
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Come Alive In Writing
I come alive in writing
Even if the writing means nothing to anyone else-
I come alive in writing
Even if I am totally deluding myself as to its value-
I come alive in writing
Even if at times while writing there is an underlying hopelessness and despair -
I come alive in writing
As if writing is what God has given me to do-
I come alive in writing
As if through it I can truly give to and help others-
I come alive in writing
As if life has meaning through it-
I come alive in writing
Even when I sense the writing is not good or great
As I would wish it to be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Road
The road
You take
For many reasons
Is not the right path
The road which is right
Straight and direct
Made for you
To lead you to your destination
Unfortunately you have ignored to tread
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Central banks don't have divine wisdom. They try to do the best analysis they can and must be prepared to stand or fall by the quality of that analysis.
quote by Mary Kay Ash
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hey Now What You Doing
Hey now what you doing
Don't go down the road to ruin
Look back at where you came from
Count to ten before you go wrong
You have the brightest future
Writing songs on your computer
But you couldn't walk the extra mile
And now your life is running wild
You've gotta hold your head up high
You know it's not too late to try
You've gotta lift that heavy load
You've gotta get back in control
The days you've said to me
What is it that your eyes see
Is it love or is it hate
Banging on an opened gate
Hey now, who's that with you
What's that thing I saw him give you
Turn around don't come no closer
You took it from my shoulder holster
You've gotta hold your head up high
You know it's not too late to try
You've gotta lift that heavy load
You've gotta get back in control
You've gotta hold your head up high
You know it's not too late to try
You've gotta lift that heavy load
You've gotta get back in control
Why don't you put that gun right down
Before you kill the love you found
Hey now what you doing (what you doing)
Don't go down the road to ruin
song performed by by New Order
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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In the last analysis, even the best man is evil: in the last analysis, even the best woman is bad.
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche
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