To choose ways of not acting was ever the concern and scruple of my life.
quote by Fernando Pessoa
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Life is a short journey.
Life is a short journey
It may be bitter
It may be honey
Life is a short journey
Choose your way
Choose your mate
You won't be early
You won't be late
Our ways may differ
But our end is there
Go by car or by train
Go on foot or by plane
Go on horseback or by rocket
Go by bike or by boat
Life is a short journey
All of us will be on time
All of us will be the same
All of us will have a luggage
Choose what to leave
Choose what to take
Choose what to build
Choose what to break
Life is a short journey
Whether you like it
Or you don't
You try to change it
But you can't
Life is a short journey.
poem by Bouche Cousue
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Some statements concern the conscious states of the animal, what he is to himself as an inner life; others concern his original and acquired ways of response, his behavior, what he is an outside observer.
quote by Edward Thorndike
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I like to say that I didn't choose acting - acting chose me.
quote by Ving Rhames
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Choose
I choose focus
I choose freedom
to be happy, to have fun
to have a wonderful life
to be young, light and bright
I choose health, wealth
lands, treasures
I choose to trust, love
commitment, faith,
I choose to enjoy life
I choose the lord
I choose...
poem by Johnny Walks
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I don't want to stop acting, but acting in some ways is a young man's game.
quote by Kevin Bacon
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Back To The Old Ways
Back to the old ways
It's been days
Since pen has tasted paper
Days since soul and heart thought together
Mind on fire
Situation dire
So much falling
I hear her voice calling
Just some light
Coming from both sides... how might
I choose where to go?
I honestly don't know
Yet I do
I know which ways, but by nature and my will
I wish to go toward the false light which could kill
Me, though it's wrong I still wish to pursue
The girl who
I claim to love... yes it's her yet what do I do?
To not go after her I must against my nature
To go after her I must subvert my faith.. all for her
It's back to my old ways
It's been days
Crying
Trying to decide
I know if I choose wrong the punishment then a chide
I think I choose the pure light
Did I choose right?
poem by David Knox
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I Have A Right To Say What I Feel, Don't Stop Me
don't you dare tell me,
that i shouldn't be acting this way,
do you know what i have been through,
or even close to what i'm going through,
i think not,
so just shut your mouth,
and don't tell me how i need to be,
i am being me,
if you don't like it,
than you really don't know me,
so just take a step back,
until you have the right to tell me,
how i should be acting,
i'm angry in ways i can't explain,
i hate and had enough of it,
you just don't know,
so until you step into my shoes,
don't pretend you know everything,
that you know what i'm going through,
becuz i can tell u now that it won't come close,
to what you even had in your mind,
my life my problems,
let me handle them the way i know how,
i don't need anybody to tell me,
what i should be doing,
when i know dang well,
your life not perfect either,
so don't tell me how i should live mine,
i may make a couple mistakes alone the way,
but one of these days i will get it right,
just leave me alone.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Even Though Some Do Not Show They Have a Clue
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
There has been a breakdown of concern,
Others display for one another.
There is a total lack of empathy,
In many environments where people bleed.
And are homeless and go hungry.
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
And it is difficult to sympathize,
With those who have 'had' now 'have' not' in their lives.
Those who made it a point to criticize and devalue,
Others they despised.
And now they cry their own tears they can not hide.
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Your Own Ways
You are smart in your own ways
you are lovely in your own ways
you are beautiful in your own ways
You smile in your own ways
So crazy in your own ways
The madness of your own ways
such mysterious in your own ways
Those eyes of your own ways
You inspire me in your own ways
You talk in you own ways
you love me in your own ways
You suprise me in your own ways
Your kindness of its own kind
Your love of its own loveliness
your touch of its own comfort
And your kisses of its own sweetness
There is nothing so much worth to
treasure in my own ways than the
sweet memories of your own ways
Your life in your own ways
changes mine in its own way
God must have taken His own time
for sush a creation of its own kind
With everything in its own way
I must live your way.
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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The Whip!
Life is unpredictable,
boring, though adventurous,
tedious, though amorphous,
lamenting, though delightful,
clueless, though targeted,
tormenting, though reassuring,
Life is unpredictable and unfair,
Gods of Heaven on earth,
Gods of the Universe, yet to be found out,
Please give me the script,
I like to act,
then I know the plot,
I know the next scene,
then I change my perfect costume,
I know the characters,
then I choose the best,
I do not have to live,
I wish to act,
I can act like laughing and crying,
I can act like angry and happy,
I can act as villains and heroes,
I can act as a comedian and a helper,
but,
Gods of the Universe, yet to be found out,
You would still sit on the chair,
that is designated to direct us,
You will make us to live like acting.
You will make us to suffer like acting.
you will make us to be happy like acting.
You are the great Director.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Sonnet: Choose The Things in Your Life
0 choose your friend who must be good as you;
And choose your spouse better than you; make sure;
And choose the one best as your Teacher too;
And choose ambitions that suit your nature.
0 choose the profession thats truly best;
And choose the hobbies that ne'er interfere;
And choose your Time to begin work, take rest;
And choose your enemies, you surely fear.
0 choose your food that gives extended health;
And choose your garments -comfortable wear;
And choose the honest way to added wealth;
And choose the burden right, body can bear.
0 choose the people who deserve help most;
And choose good principles, yet never boast.
poem by John Celes
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I can do everything with ease on the stage, whereas in real life I feel too big and clumsy. So I didn't choose acting. It chose me.
quote by Ingrid Bergman
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Manners count
It is your dress, cleanliness and manner,
Not your skin, countenance, and glamour,
That earns you a woman’s concern.
Your clean mind, clean teeth, clean habit,
Not your muscles, jewels and wallet
Are which earn you a woman’s concern.
Be your manner and calls above her reproach.
Refrain from over care and over indulgence.
Then you will have earned a woman’s concern.
You lend her your ear and not eye.
You tend her passion, not her lust.
You will have won her concern.
If you have no concern for women,
If you have no woman’s concern,
Then no use of you being born.
13.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Choose To Fly
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Choose to spread your wings.
And with praises choose to sing...
To end limitations.
And what to you those limits bring.
Choose to fly.
Energize with the Sun.
Have fun.
Begin what is wished.
Do not undo that which has begun.
Choose to fly.
Look up.
Around and down!
Can accustomed conflict mixed with confusion...
Be heard from anyone?
Can it be found?
As you lift your disconnectedness,
Higher off the ground?
Can you feel a peace?
As you release...
From tensions that decrease.
Choose to fly.
Let go of that madness...
Grabbing to entrap.
To have you slapped with unhappiness.
Choose to fly.
Declare your fresh air...
Is absent of dispair.
And all boundaries have cleared for your arrival.
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Let go...
And take hold of the atmosphere there.
Choose to fly.
Choose to soar.
Choose to live the life you adore,
Even more!
Choose to fly.
And break free to live your dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some people have therapy, some people are alcoholics or they're in AA. Some people jump out of planes on weekends or find ways to release this kind of thing. And for me, it's acting. I find acting very therapeutic for whatever it is.
quote by Kevin Bacon
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I Believe So...
does the wind choose to blow?
do rivers choose to run?
does your heart choose to beat?
i believe so...
does the earth choose to turn,
in perfect rhythm, year by year?
do the tides choose to come and go,
in cadence with the moon?
i believe so...
does society choose to be oppressed,
if only by apathy's inaction?
do we choose to let people starve
when we turn the other head?
i believe so...
do we choose war over peace,
to feed the need of greed?
do we choose to destroy nature
by our very lifestyles?
i believe so....
but can we change destiny,
and avert the final blow?
can we open our minds and hearts,
and reclaim life for the living?
i believe so...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Why Empower It With Concern?
When something isn't...
Why empower it with concern?
What lesson is there learned,
By choosing to discuss...
The 'what ifs'.
As if those 'what ifs' breathe and exist!
When something isn't...
Why empower it with concern?
What lesson is there learned,
By choosing to discuss...
The 'what ifs'.
As if those 'what ifs' breathe and exist!
And the next step we need to take...
Is to select someone qualified,
To monitor our decisions and babysit!
And that time spent doing this...
Has been wasted like devalued dollars,
We struggle to find ways to throw away...
Or burn.
With no regard and less concern.
And that is the headache we've lived to earn.
Too many are already confused in creating solutions.
All we need to do,
Is to commit ourselves to have nothing to do with it.
Already you look relieved!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To get concern
I like that I am poor,
That’d fetch me others’ concern.
I like that I fall ill,
That’d earn me others’ concern.
I like that I am aged,
That’d grant me others’ concern.
Such occasions failing,
I’d pretend like those.
28.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We Live In The World We Build
You can choose from the crops of unhappiness…
or you can unearth the joy from your heart.
You can choose to draw from your dark stormy life…
or believe that only rainbow's beauty follows rain.
You can choose to pollute the air you breathe…
or do no harm to the environs of human or all life form.
You can choose to produce foods by man’s means …
or allow it to be produced by nature’s teams.
You can choose to live in jealousy and hate or
live with love and you won’t have none of the above.
You can choose to make war
or you can make love instead...
You can choose to pluck the thorns…
or pick red, yellow, and pink roses, instead.
You deserve your world that
built brick by brick.
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Religion is the state of being grasped by an ultimate concern, a concern which qualifies all other concerns as preliminary and which itself contains the answer to the question of a meaning of our life.
quote by Paul Tillich
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