Again... Run but Dont Hide..... ~
1.92 ~ 2.70 and more to come.........
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
--IN da VINCI's MIND--
"We Never Guess and We Never Assume;
The Answer of eveything will come after You
Self-Experienced All YOUR Doubts"
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"IN-VINCI-ble MIND"
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--The Truman Show 1998--
In this movie, Truman is a man whose life is a fake one... The place he lives is in fact a big studio with hidden cameras everywhere, and all his friends and people around him, are actors who play their roles in the most popular TV-series in the world: The Truman Show. Truman thinks that he is an ordinary man with an ordinary life and has no idea about how he is exploited. Until one day... he finds out everything. Will he react? .......~
~http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120382/plotsummary
--Beggar's Mind--
Near Clapham village, where fields began,
Saint Edward met a beggar man.
It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled,
The old man trembled for the fierce cold.
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Saint Edward cried, "It is monstrous sin
A beggar to lie in rags so thin!
An old gray-beard and the frost so keen:
I shall give him my fur-lined gaberdine."
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He stripped off his gaberdine of scarlet
And wrapped it round the aged varlet,
Who clutched at the folds with a muttered curse,
Quaking and chattering seven times worse.
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Said Edward, "Sir, it would seem you freeze
Most bitter at your extremities.
Here are gloves and shoes and stockings also,
That warm upon your way you may go."
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The man took stocking and shoe and glove,
Blaspheming Christ our Saviour’s love,
Yet seemed to find but little relief,
Shaking and shivering like a leaf.
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Said the saint again, "I have no great riches,
Yet take this tunic, take these breeches,
My shirt and my vest, take everything,
And give due thanks to Jesus the King."
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The saint stood naked upon the snow
Long miles from where he was lodged at Bowe,
Praying, "O God! my faith, it grows faint!
This would try the temper of any saint.
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"Make clean my heart, Almighty, I pray,
And drive these sinful thoughts away.
Make clean my heart if it be Thy will,
This damned old rascal’s shivering still!"
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He stooped, he touched the beggar man’s shoulder;
He asked him did the frost nip colder?
"Frost!" said the beggar, "no, stupid lad!
’Tis the palsy makes me shiver so bad."
Saint Edward met a beggar man.
It was Christmas morning, the church bells tolled,
The old man trembled for the fierce cold.
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Saint Edward cried, "It is monstrous sin
A beggar to lie in rags so thin!
An old gray-beard and the frost so keen:
I shall give him my fur-lined gaberdine."
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He stripped off his gaberdine of scarlet
And wrapped it round the aged varlet,
Who clutched at the folds with a muttered curse,
Quaking and chattering seven times worse.
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Said Edward, "Sir, it would seem you freeze
Most bitter at your extremities.
Here are gloves and shoes and stockings also,
That warm upon your way you may go."
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The man took stocking and shoe and glove,
Blaspheming Christ our Saviour’s love,
Yet seemed to find but little relief,
Shaking and shivering like a leaf.
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Said the saint again, "I have no great riches,
Yet take this tunic, take these breeches,
My shirt and my vest, take everything,
And give due thanks to Jesus the King."
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The saint stood naked upon the snow
Long miles from where he was lodged at Bowe,
Praying, "O God! my faith, it grows faint!
This would try the temper of any saint.
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"Make clean my heart, Almighty, I pray,
And drive these sinful thoughts away.
Make clean my heart if it be Thy will,
This damned old rascal’s shivering still!"
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He stooped, he touched the beggar man’s shoulder;
He asked him did the frost nip colder?
"Frost!" said the beggar, "no, stupid lad!
’Tis the palsy makes me shiver so bad."
-by Robert Graves
(July 24, 1895 - 1985)
-http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19308
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-http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/193
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
--YOGA and MIND--
Control of mind is the highest Yoga.
Human mind is powerful, restless and obstinate.
It is as rough as a wind and hard to control.
There is no great purifier on earth than Knowledge.
Three roads to hell are – Desire, anger and greed.
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-Bhagwad Gita
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-http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bhagavad_Gita-
Monday, June 2, 2008
--Humans and Human behaviour--
What is exactly human behaviour?
Is it what we think is right or even the things we do wrong?
And humans, some people judge some one by the colours of their skin but if you would had two(2) serious letters he could not tell the differences....
We are also the only animals on this planet who kill each other for no good reason......
Think about it. ......
Is it what we think is right or even the things we do wrong?
And humans, some people judge some one by the colours of their skin but if you would had two(2) serious letters he could not tell the differences....
We are also the only animals on this planet who kill each other for no good reason......
Think about it. ......
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"People are playing roles;
the particular role depends on the expectations from society."
-By Magician123
-By Magician123
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"If you know yourself to The Extreme;
You will be One Of Them."
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http://davidblaine.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=3&t=1416&start=0&st=0&sk=t&sd=a&view=print
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-http://davidblaine.com/
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-http://davidblaine.com/
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--Old Woman--
THE OLD WOMAN
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Imagine an old and gentle woman, near death, with both hands on a rusty musket, standing alone at the edge of a field in which every rock and rise are as familar to her as the ceiling cracks in the farmhouse crouching behind her. Imagine her eyes, barely able to see, trying to focus on the dust raised by a few so-called soldiers trudging across a nearby hill. Caught in conflict, driven to a final extreme, she waits unsteadily, frightened most by her own decision to do this, confused by the rumors that have drifted through her village for weeks, yet somehow ready to defend her land and her surviving grandchild with what is left of her life.
Imagine an old and gentle woman, near death, with both hands on a rusty musket, standing alone at the edge of a field in which every rock and rise are as familar to her as the ceiling cracks in the farmhouse crouching behind her. Imagine her eyes, barely able to see, trying to focus on the dust raised by a few so-called soldiers trudging across a nearby hill. Caught in conflict, driven to a final extreme, she waits unsteadily, frightened most by her own decision to do this, confused by the rumors that have drifted through her village for weeks, yet somehow ready to defend her land and her surviving grandchild with what is left of her life.
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We - you and I - have put her there, for we continue to tolerate what is wrong and destructive to ourselves: what is greed, what is injustice, what is violence, too often resulting in war and famine and ragged flight. We foster these things, in fact, by not demanding their end.
We - you and I - have put her there, for we continue to tolerate what is wrong and destructive to ourselves: what is greed, what is injustice, what is violence, too often resulting in war and famine and ragged flight. We foster these things, in fact, by not demanding their end.
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Do we not care enough - or truly notice - that we are letting our lowest instincts succeed while our highest ones dangerously idle and slide, diminished so often by mere contentment and myopia? All the while these finer sides of our humanity insistently remind us that we ride this Earthome together and that we must take care of each other, no matter who, no matter where, no matter how, long before we force this aged woman to fire her gun.
Do we not care enough - or truly notice - that we are letting our lowest instincts succeed while our highest ones dangerously idle and slide, diminished so often by mere contentment and myopia? All the while these finer sides of our humanity insistently remind us that we ride this Earthome together and that we must take care of each other, no matter who, no matter where, no matter how, long before we force this aged woman to fire her gun.
- Tony Balis
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