An operating theatre
is the place where no one declaims
'to be or not to be'
there are no actors no text
just instruments
life saving ones
death dwelling ones
and the surgeons caring the masks
I will never understand the term(s)
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Let's not get too precious about it: actors are not heart surgeons or brain surgeons. We are just entertaining people.
quote by Malcolm McDowell
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As surgeons keep their instruments and knives always at hand for cases requiring immediate treatment, so shouldst thou have thy thoughts ready to understand things divine and human, remembering in thy every act, even the smallest, how close is the bond that unites the two.
quote by Marcus Aurelius
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They were looking for actors - real actors - who could play instruments. There was a lot of improvisation and scene work involved in addition to the music. The auditions went on for a long time.
quote by Micky Dolenz
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Saving Grace
Without direction I walk the night
I was alone in a single beam of light
One glance and you changed my blues
To a prism of light
A thousand hues
Now I must climb to the rainbows arc
Who knows I might find a halo for your heart
Whenever I'm lost for words
And my whole world is falling apart
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
I find hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
My saving grace
I fought the world with a restless heart
Kept my emotions locked away in the dark
Then you came to build me up
When this world could only tear me apart
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
And I find hiding place in your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
For the rest of your life
You can count on me
To never let you down
When you whisper to me
You give me strength to believe that I can hold on
Somehow
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
I find a hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
You are my light and my love everlasting
And I find a hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
My saving grace....
My saving grace
song performed by by 38 Special
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Saving Grace
If you find it in your heart, can I be forgiven?
Guess I owe you some kind of apology.
Ive escaped death so many times, I know Im only living
By the saving grace thats over me.
By this time id-a thought I would be sleeping
In a pine box for all eternity.
My faith keeps me alive, but I still be weeping
For the saving grace thats over me.
Well, the death of life, then come the resurrection,
Wherever I am welcome is where Ill be.
I put all my confidence in him, my sole protection
Is the saving grace thats over me.
Well, the devils shining light, it can be most blinding,
But to search for love, that aint no more than vanity.
As I look around this world all that Im finding
Is the saving grace thats over me.
The wicked know no peace and you just cant fake it,
Theres only one road and it leads to calvary.
It gets discouraging at times, but I know Ill make it
By the saving grace thats over me.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Today we have big, crude instruments guided by intelligent surgeons, and we have little, stupid molecules of drugs that get dumped into the body, diffuse around and interfere with things as best they can. At present, medicine is unable to heal anything.
quote by K. Eric Drexler
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Breath Of Death
Death is not death,
It is life without breath,
Life on earth is life that is blind,
Blinded by stress and the curse of time,
True life is life that remains untied,
Pure life is life that has honor and pride,
The cold breathe of death actually guilds,
It guilds to a place where darkness subsides,
Passed the shadow a secluded warmth is seen,
Benevolence and compassion becomes pristine,
The Floor is cover with clouds of gold,
An eternal joy that never grows old,
They wait for you to come alive,
Trumpets waiting for you to arrive,
Sitting there is the humble Lord,
Guarding the gates with his shield and sword,
All your loved ones and all you've known,
How can this love even be shown,
Reach out your heart and give him your hand,
There is nothing to fear so please understand,
He knows you believe but now you must try,
You must understand that to live you must die,
Yes, this death is death indeed,
A death of pain and an unheard plead.,
However this death is truly not death,
Only new life that lives without breath.
poem by Bradley Lomeli
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Where Have Gone Those Masks?
Where have they gone?
All those masks of the past!
Many masks hiding faces of the ones clever.
One was of love pure,
Another was of friendship innocent
And another was of care entwining.
Those masks had a power
That mesmerised the weak minds for some time.
Where are those masks?
No one sells them as the marketeers
Don`t have much to fill the wallet
From these little transparent masks now.
Masked faces have faded out from amidst us all
And there walk many without faces at all!
The poet himself has none.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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All Of This Love
(john paul daniel/chapin hartford/jule medders)
Have you ever seen a wild magnolia
Theres only one place it grows
On the shady banks of the tennessee river
Sheltered, untouched and alone
Theres a place in my heart where nobody has been
And I keep it for you
Theres a door to my dreams and one day youll walk in
And until that day Ill be true
cause I cant wait to see what youll do
With all of this love that Im saving for you
All of this love
Cant wait to see what youll do
With all of this love
All of this love that Im saving for you
Do you ever feel the ache and the hunger
And do you look for me too
Sometimes at night when I lie awake and I wonder
Shadows of doubt fill my room
And the darkness falls and I stare at the walls
til you come into view
And I picture your face and the time and the place
Youre a dream waiting to come true
And I cant wait to see what youll do
With all of this love that Im saving for you
All of this love
Cant wait to see what youll do
With all of this love
All of this love that Im saving for you
All of this love that Im saving for you
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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It's More Than Something You Can Intellectualize
There's a lot more to caring than knowing
There's a lot more to caring than saying
There's a lot more to caring than thinking
You can 'know' you care
Think you care
Convince yourself you care, even think that you genuinely care
But that really isn't fair
If your actions don't match
The attitude of caring
The attitude of loving
It's more
It's more than those who love you
More than those who care for you
It's the ones who don't
It's the ones you don't know
It's those, it's them, they need you most
You can't just walk away
Caring is more than something you can think about
You can't be compassionate and ignore a need
You can't fulfill every need
Where is compassion?
Where is caring?
If it's so much more, what is it that we have?
Is it worth trying?
Won't you fail?
But you forget
Caring is more
It's more than something you can intellectualize
It's more than a concept
It's more than thinking
More than knowing
More than even an action
Caring is a lifestyle
For all those around you
Even beyond yourself
O and one more thing caring isn't about caring about
Yourself.
poem by David Knox
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A symphony is a stage play with the parts written for instruments instead of for actors.
quote by Colin Henry Wilson
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The Madman - His Parables and Poems
You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long
before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all
my masks were stolen,--the seven masks I have fashioned an worn in
seven lives,--I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting,
'Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves.'
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear
of me.
And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top
cried, 'He is a madman.' I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed
my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun
kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for
the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I
cried, 'Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks.'
Thus I became a madman.
And I have found both freedom of loneliness and the safety from
being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in
us.
But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail
is safe from another thief.
poem by Khalil Gibran
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Coffin Text
There was a time when men would prosper
They saw a sign that would offer them the key
Immortality
The desert sand held a place of recourse
Their motivation driven by higher source
A higher source
They let them know there's something more
The writings on the wall
Tell us the story of it all
It makes no sense
Show me the key
The coffin text
The disbelievers came to conquer
The secrets lost in a buried desert tomb
They sealed the truth
As evolution at the pharoah
Silenced the voice that cured all our sorrow
Oh, our sorrow
Silenced the voice that let us know
Fighting, learning, saving, burning
Never know what is coming next
Lying, stealing, never healing
Safe to say we've all beed hexed
It's in the coffin text
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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There is a strange pecking order among actors. Theater actors look down on film actors, who look down on TV actors. Thank God for reality shows, or we wouldn't have anybody to look down on.
quote by George Clooney
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Your Dwelling Place
How lovely is your dwelling place
Will you let me in and give me a space?
It must be great and wonderful
You make all things beautiful
I want to be where you are
I know it is not so far
I only have to hear you say
Come..be with me and stay...
Oh..how lovely, is your dwelling place..my God
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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The Deserter
I know not why or whence he came
Or how he chanced to go;
I only know he brought me love,
And going, left me woe.
I do not ask that he turn back
Nor seek where he may rove,
For where woe rules can never be
The dwelling place of love.
For love went out the door of hope
And on and on has fled,
Caring no more to dwell within
The house where faith is dead.
poem by Joseph Seamon Cotter
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Clinging To A Saving Hand
Sing Me A Song Of Praise And Glory
Help This Wandering Child To Understand
That When I Close My Eyes In Sleep Eternal
I'll Be Clinging To A Saving Hand
I Want You To Sing To Me About The Rock Of Ages
And Sing About Eternity So Sweet
So That When I Take My Last Breath Of Life
I'll Awaken At My Saviour's Feet
I Want You To Tell Me About Paul And Matthew
And Sing About My Dear Saviour's Birth
And Tell About His Trials And Tribulations
While He Walked Upon His Heathen Earth
Come On And Sing Me A Song Of Praise And Glory
Help This Wandering Child To Understand
That When I Close My Eyes In Sleep Eternal
I'll Be Clinging To A Saving Hand
I'll Be Clinging To A Saving Hand
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes from You Light Up My Life
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I text you
The words i mime
There is really no reason or rhyme
To persist after all this time
But can't resist as my love still stands
Clings to hope with two bleeding hands
And when i ask 'am i still in your heart'
You depress with your silence
And depart.
I text her
And sometimes for days
She leaves me in deepest malaise
Then answers when my last nerve end frays.
And the light that i saw in her eye
Gently flickers and threatens to die
As my memory, tired and vexed
Sees me through
'Til she sends the next text.
I text you
Think maybe you care
That some day or year we will share
our one love extraordinaire
But time eats away at our life
Cutting with razor sharp knife
And our old dream of husband and wife
Faces the gallows next
Yet absurdly i send you a text.
poem by Kevin East
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Death Reveals A Woman
In the face without masks
Death is a woman
In the moment you know yourself
Death is a woman
At the end of all questions
Death is a woman
As the well of all answers
Death is a woman
At the end of all regrets
Death is a woman
In the liberation through tears
Death is a woman
As the relief from battle
Death is a woman
In the loving embrace
Death is a woman
In the dreamless sleep
And in the endless peace
Death is a woman.
10-12-2007
poem by Sr. ANTONIO MCKINNEY
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Why Death Comes?
There is a place after life;
There is a home after death;
There is a life after life on earth,
And that is the Abode of God
Called Heaven!
It’s a place of joy alone;
It’s a place devoid of sorrows;
It’s a place that’s free from pain and sin;
It’s a place that’s very pure;
It’s a place where sufferings are unknown;
It’s a place of everlasting joy;
It’s a place of commune with God-
Eternity is its name!
Death gives rest to souls that depart;
Death gives reprieve from earthly woes;
Death is the only way to God’s Abode;
Death heralds the resurrection of souls!
When death comes, why should we fear?
Death is the one way to Heaven;
But when it comes, our soul must be prepared,
And if that is done, why bother?
Miracles can be wrought by God;
Prayers can bring miracles through;
Yet, a sea of fervent appeals from souls,
May not keep back a single soul
For a time longer than
What God has pre-destined!
Because, God knows each heart;
God knows each soul;
God knows our sufferings,
And the ideal time to deliver
All.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2005
poem by John Celes
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