Painstaking sly look
superficiality
sheds to scan sole book
haiku by Jonathan Robin
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Painstakingly look
superficiality
sheds to read soul's book
haiku by Jonathan Robin
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O Sole Mio
With pavarotti
Che bella cosa na jurnata e sole,
Naria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe llaria fresca pare gi na festa...
Che bella cosa na jurnata e sole.
Ma natu sole
Cchi bello, oje ne.
o sole mio
Sta nfronte a te!
Quanno fa notte e o sole se ne scenne,
Me vene quase na malincunia;
Sotto a fenesta toia restarria
Quanno fa notte e o sole se ne scenne.
Ma natu sole
Cchi bello, oje ne.
o sole mio
Sta nfronte a te!
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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O Sole Mio
Che bella cosa na jurnata e sole,
Naria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe llaria fresca pare gina festa...
Che bella cosa na jurnata e sole.
Ma natu sole
Cchibello, oje ne.
o sole mio
Sta nfronte a te!
Quanno fa notte e o sole se ne scenne,
Me vene quase na malincunia;
Sotto a fenesta toia restarria
Quanno fa notte e o sole se ne scenne.
Ma natu sole
Cchibello, oje ne.
o sole mio
Sta nfronte a te!
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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One sole God; One sole ruler, — his Law; One sole interpreter of that law — Humanity.
quote by Giuseppe Mazzini
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In Between
in between the monotonous pages
of this book of life
some dog ears are inserted
the red tassels protruding like a tongue
saying nothing
not even some slips of the memories
within are the serious
delicate matters such as incessant wars
of mankind and the impulses of greed
i scan the pages till the end
i have not seen such chapters as giving in
to humanity
that innate goodness, i hurry to find it
not even in the appendix
someone inserted in this book
a letter
it says, love has long been gone
and no one knows where it is going.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A white day sheds light, a black day sheds darkness.
Spanish Is The Loving Tongue
Broke my heart, lost my soul
Adios,mi cora sole
Spanish is the loving tongue
Soft as music, light as spring
It was a girl I learned it from
Living down sonora way
Well, I dont look much like a lover
Still I say her love words over
Mostly when Im all alone
Mi amor, mi cora sole.
Havent seen her since that night
I cant cross the line you know
They want me for a gamblin fight
Like as not its better so
Still I always kind of missed her
Since that last sad night I kissed her
Broke her heart, lost my own
Adios, mi cora sole
Broke her heart, lost my own
Adios, mi cora sole
Adios, mi cora sole
Adios, mi cora sole.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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And he said: "Culture is my sole religion. That is why I pray when I enter a book store".
aphorism by Valeriu Butulescu from Immensity of the Point, translated by Eva A. Ziem
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Why.............?
The American book of 'why',
The Asian book of 'why',
The European book of 'why',
The African book of 'why',
The Australian book of 'why',
The most asked question in the valley of world events;
Especially when one explodes a bomb!
The Christian book of 'why',
The Muslim book of 'why',
The Jewish book of 'why',
The Hindu book of 'why',
The Krishna book of 'why',
lLife is like the yeast which makes the bread rise;
But, the writer always has his or her own mind.
The Pagan book of 'why',
The Buddhist book of 'why',
The Protestant book of 'why',
The Confucian book of 'why',
To all life's aspects with the remaining books of 'why';
Poetry is the literature that muses with the mind.
Shall the trumpet be blown in the city and,
The people will not be afraid?
Seven bulls and seven rams,
I am the planted tree by the rivers of waters.
I am very young in years but,
The word 'why' is the question that goes around easily.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Computer
Welcome, uve got mail {aol sample}
(computer) {sample repeats in bg}
It was sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do i..
Chorus:
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Somebody 2 talk 2, funny and bright
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Make believe its a better world, a better life
Nothing on tv I aint seen before
Another murder on the news, I cant take no more
Evil incorporated, blowing up bombs and thangs
I have a child, huh, I have a lot 2 explain
I could write a letter, but who would I send it 2?
It was sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do i..
Chorus
I called an old friend of mine just the other day
No congratulations, no respect paid
All she did was wonder if the rumors were true
I said - no, I aint dead yet, but uh.. what about u?
I can count my friends with a peace sign: 1, 2
It was sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do i..
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Somebody 2 talk 2, funny and bright (oh)
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Make believe its a better world, a better life (a better life)
I got no mail, my computer
I told them I dont wanna see a doctor unless hes lonely 2
Every sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do i..
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Somebody 2 talk 2, funny and bright
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Make believe its a better world (make believe its a better world)
A better life {x52}
Goodbye {aol sample}
song performed by by Prince
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Superficiality goes from the door to the balcony.
The externals are important but I'm not interested in superficiality.
quote by Kyan Douglas
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No naturalist has devoted more painstaking attention to the structure of the barnacles than Mr. Darwin.
quote by Richard Owen
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Zusammen 1665 Current Version
Some dreams come true,
hand holding hand,
as one may two
e'er understand
existence wins
much joy shared whose
involvement spins
to love none lose.
Heart, once alone,
sole, craving touch,
melts dark, cold stone,
sheds fears, tears' smutch,
as Hope repairs
regrets to ring
new love that dares
reach sky, soul sing.
(24 August 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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You must renounce all superficiality, all convention, all vanity and delusion.
quote by Gustav Mahler
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Our enemy is by tradition our savior, in preventing us from superficiality.
quote by Joyce Carol Oates
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All labor that uplifts humanity has dignity and importance and should be undertaken with painstaking excellence.
quote by Martin Luther King
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The Best Book In The World
the best book
in the world
the only true book
is the world itself
the Book of Nature
the best book is the silence
the wordless-ness in
the clouds and the sky
and the rivers and the oceans
and the lands
and the grass that breaks through the concrete;
and in the deserts and the volcanoes
and the stars
and the moon
and the creatures of the earth
and in all fellow beings
and the vastness beyond
and the vastness within
the best book
the only true book
(every other book is distortion)
is the world itself
the Book of Nature:
read it
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Grey Evening
When you went, how was it you carried with you
My missal book of fine, flamboyant hours?
My book of turrets and of red-thorn bowers,
And skies of gold, and ladies in bright tissue?
Now underneath a blue-grey twilight, heaped
Beyond the withering snow of the shorn fields
Stands rubble of stunted houses; all is reaped
And garnered that the golden daylight yields.
Dim lamps like yellow poppies glimmer among
The shadowy stubble of the under-dusk,
As farther off the scythe of night is swung,
And little stars come rolling from their husk.
And all the earth is gone into a dust
Of greyness mingled with a fume of gold,
Covered with aged lichens, past with must,
And all the sky has withered and gone cold.
And so I sit and scan the book of grey,
Feeling the shadows like a blind man reading,
All fearful lest I find the last words bleeding
With wounds of sunset and the dying day.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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A painstaking course in qualitative and quantitative analysis by John Wing gave me an appreciation of the need for, and beauty of, accurate measurement.
quote by Paul D. Boyer
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