There are successes and failures in what we're doing, but that's the road we're walking down - stealing from culture all over the place to write a code so that very quickly the audience can swing from the lowest possible comedy moment to the highest possible tragedy with a bit of music in the middle.
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Failures
When failures come, oh, do not fret;
For failures, you must not regret;
Through failures, one can turn perfect,
As failure isn’t a great defect!
Each failure gives us chance again;
Through failures, we have much to gain;
So, failures are a boon, not bane;
Yes, failures make a man much sane!
All cannot win in life always;
Set-backs do come to us some days;
With failures, one makes strong a base;
Our failures bestow bolder face!
With failures come, added wisdom;
’Tis hard to hold a large kingdom;
Failures in life are much welcome,
As successes will always come.
Failures help us to love God more;
Failures are winning signs in core;
Failures can open newer door;
Failures can take us to the fore!
Which man on earth had always won?
With rain, there comes a brighter sun;
With failures, one can have much fun;
Failures aid us to faster run!
Failures can help us fare better;
Failures aren’t man’s strongest fetter;
Failures are just a trend-setter;
Failures make us a win-getter!
By failures, one can stop awhile;
Through failures, you run longer mile;
Failures do not remain life’s bile;
Failures help us finish in style!
Failures help us see truth again;
Failures remove the pride and feign;
Failures help us take newer lane;
Failures help us win in the main!
Through failures, we begin again,
And success smiles, easing out pain!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-17-2010
poem by John Celes
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Meet In The Middle
(chaplin hartford/jim foster/don pfrimmer)
It was seven hundred fenceposts from your place to ours
Neither one of us was old enough to drive a car
Sometimes it was raining, sometimes it would shine
We wore out that gravel road between your house and mine
Id start walking your way
Youd start walking mine
Wed meet in the middle
neath that old georgia pine
Wed gain a lot of ground
cause wed both give a little
And their aint no road to long
When you meet in the middle
Its been seven years tomorrow since we said our vows
Under that old pine tree, you ought to see it now
Standing in the back yard reminding me and you
That if we dont see eye to eye theres something we can do
Id start walking your way
Youd start walking mine
Wed meet in the middle
neath that old georgia pine
Wed gain a lot of ground
cause wed both give a little
And their aint no road to long
When you meet in the middle
Babe I love the way we work it out
Thats what loves about
Id start walking your way
Youd start walking mine
Wed meet in the middle
neath that old georgia pine
Wed gain a lot of ground
cause wed both give a little
And their aint no road to long
When you meet in the middle
Id start walking your way
Youd start walking mine
Wed meet in the middle
neath that old georgia pine
Wed gain a lot of ground
cause wed both give a little
And their aint no road to long
When you meet in the middle
Id start walking your way
Youd start walking mine
Wed meet in the middle
neath that old georgia pine
Wed gain a lot of ground
cause wed both give a little
And their aint no road to long
When you meet in the middle
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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When you make a film like this, you must have the highest expectations of your audience. Having worked in situations where we have the lowest expectations of our audience.
quote by Atom Egoyan
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Why would they have gone to the trouble to hire the best comedy writers in the business to write funny material for us to play straight, if the children in our audience were the only audience.
In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
quote by Wislawa Szymborska
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I mean, the truth of the matter is, I like the failures as much as I like the successes, it's only the world that doesn't like the failures.
quote by Sydney Pollack
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The truth of the matter is, I like the failures as much as I like the successes, it's only the world that doesn't like the failures.
quote by Sydney Pollack
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Be Audience Rare
do not write
to fickle audience
be audience rare
write what
themes
flow choose
most
rarely read
rhymes
no time to waste
on audience present
will eternity wait?
do not write
to audience
be audience rare
poem by Terence George Craddock
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America, The Dead
I can see it,
I can feel it through the mess halls
of the darkest and damndest ghettos of America,
Its truth moves me like a Greek tragedy.
Only this tragedy is the sad tragedy of the American project.
The project of unique individualism intertwined with a deeper collectivism.
Truthfulness, Character, Honor, and politics which serve
For the people, the power taken back from the highest given to the lowest and
given to all.
Yet it has not to be nor does it seem to be heading that direction.
Materialism, Militarism,
Greed and an undeniable nihilism deeply rooted in the
psyche of all who call themselves
America.
Alive, hopefully, is the fire which should be stirred not once more, but always-
For democracy is action, a way of life, not a state of ruling.
Yet through and through America's poorest parts,
And underprivileged,
From the blacks and latinos to the whites and the natives,
America has yet to have found itself.
The weeds of Narrow-mindedness, naivety and innocence found in a
Flag choke the healthy seeds which sow the greatest of all the universe and
Man has to offer himself,
His own mind.
Methods of questioning and of having authority only over
Oneself cannot be found in the time,
When the working man has no time to think
(though if he did, thinking may be the last thing on his list) .
No, it is this deeply grounded hypocrisy that America runs on,
Yet does not want to face.
Walking through from birth to death in a desperation that
The rest of the world cannot see,
The America which has been born out of falsities.
How long will the culture thrive?
Look, there is the blues man,
Ask him about suffering, ask him
About America.
poem by Randy Briggs
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The World
the reason why the world
is round
is that there are always
reasons
circuitous in
fact where the premise
sometimes
becomes the
conclusion
and vice-versa
where
the end at the
end seems
to be the beginning
of another
beginning
endless
perpetual
eter nal
that seems
to be what
this world
is all about
failures strictly
speaking
become successes
and seemingly
enough
successes also
become failures
we just don't know
what is this
all about
then and now
and where this
world is really
heading
or tailing
and that is what
is this world
is all about
now & then
the surprises, the excitement
of what is next
to come to follow
calm down baby
let's get moving
on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
it is the journey itself and the feelings
not even a thought
it is this
moving
on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
so calm down, baby,
go, go, go, go
be always on the go
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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getting over a failure (for Liza)
be attuned, there is no such
thing as a permanent failure,
there are only preludes
success even is temporary
how much for failures?
do not diminish yourself
failures are merely suspended
successes, be patient for
it is just but a matter of time
failures are but temporary guests
the uninvited ones whom you
can even dismiss at any time
but don't be too harsh upon
failures and upon yourself
like everyone else that you meet
give them time to speak and
be with you, they also have something
to say, though not nice, but there
is also so much to learn from them.
that ugly guy over there, welcome
him inside your house, serve him
tea and company, he has something
more important to say, than that
handsome man over there, who like
a magician, gives you only illusions.
sometimes what is more real
let me say this once, is failure.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lost In The Music
the music you write
makes my mind soar
the music you write
makes me want to dance
the music you write
is like a lullaby
the music you write
makes my heart jump
the music you write
makes me want to hear it again
the music you write
is like a shooting star
the music you write
makes me fall in love with you
the music you write
is like a shower in a drought
the music you write
is like a dream that i don't want to wake up from
i get lost in the music you write
poem by Brittney Crozier
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Laughter is ever young, whereas tragedy, except the very highest of all, quickly becomes haggard.
quote by Margaret Sackville
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In The Middle
IN THE MIDDLE
In the middle of the unending darkness that stretches on beyond forever
In the middle of the vast nowhere whose name has no shadow and no space
In the middle of all the generations whose anonymous past will be complemented by their overextended futures,
In the middle of the mass of nameless mankind featureless
In the middle of all that is and ever has been
In the middle of what was and will be always forever not
In the middle
In one small moment whose end is unpredictable
While the light still shines on the green green world
And the love and joy in the faces and hearts we care for still breathe
In the middle of the moment before consciousness is lost forever
Somewhere nowhere who knows where how
In the middle of all we are and will never be now
In the now of this life
I write these lines for all of us
Passing dreams
Beautiful great souls
True human beings
Better than me and you
And only me and you
For all of us
In the middle
Before the lights go out
And the endless darkness
Is silence and breathlessness
And nothing whatever real
We can feel or be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Suspended Execution
Self-searching was most difficult for me
one by one the years had gone by.
Remaining taciturn I move inwardly,
try to read the verdict on the wall,
a suspended execution.
I slowly become blind.
A terrible blankness,
infiltrates into mind,
my hands tremble.
Cannot write the unwritten code,
civilized way of accepting the retreat.
The flawless life was a dream,
I wake up in anger, counting the failures.
How painful it is to realize
your revered one are becoming smaller than you.
Death does not swallow the pride
what is to forego and what not?
From moment to moment,
I squeeze the frightening truth.
poem by Satish Verma
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Must She Be More?
god is the moment you stop to listen,
the hand you offer, the mistake you claim...
the time you spend walking beside,
the last bite, the last dollar, you share.
the day you take the time to care,
every small act of kindness.
the tears you weep with,
the lonliness you fill...
the cup of water, the gentle caress.
the hands on your neighbor's shovel,
the stand you take though ridiculed.
the honesty that wears your failures,
and embraces the failures of the stranger!
every breathing moment that you are you...
must she be more?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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We Were Talking
about failures and i told her
i am not afraid of failures
they do not kill me
they are but postponed successes
in our lives
that i am no longer bound by failures for long
that they do not harm me
that we are incharge and things and people harm us
only if we allow them
we are the kings of our thrones
our territories are within our grasp
we breathe and we give life to what is near us
we are the doors
and we only let in
those that we love and who can love us in return
we shut ourselves
from pain
and we make each pillar of our kingdoms
strong
we were talking about love
and we like to be silent from then on
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mans Road
Written by jimmy webb, 1982
Found on the last unicorn soundtrack and your move (french import only).
Horizon rising up to meet the purple dawn
Dust demon screaming, bring an eagle to lead me on
For in my heart I carry such a heavy load
Here I am on mans road, walking mans road, walking mans road
Im hungry, weary, but I cannot lay me down
The rain comes, dreary, but theres no shelter I have found
It will be a long time till I find my abode
Here I am on mans road, walking mans road
Moon rising, disguising lonely streets in gay displays
The stars fade, the night shade falls and makes the world afraid
It waits in silence for the sky to explode
Here I am on mans road, walking mans road, walking mans road
Walking mans road, walking mans road, walking mans road
song performed by by America
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A walk
I'm walking down this road, looking for a new way,
Looking to what's ahead, I move without delay,
I'm walking down this road, blind to where it'll take me,
All I know is the past, ain't where I want to be,
I'm walking down this road, hoping to start anew,
I have come so far now, I've got to continue,
I'm walking down this road, toward what I pursue,
Certain that my failure, has been long overdue.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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There is no essential difference between the material of comedy and tragedy. All depends on the point of view of the dramatist, which, by clever emphasis, he tries to make the point of view of his audience.
quote by George P. Baker
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