07-26-2007, 06:46 AM
The Eagle's gift of freedom is not a bestowal, but a chance to have a chance.
Quotes
07-26-2007, 07:16 PM
Nick... I somehow overlooked your first post in this thread, and just assumed it was a thread to post quotes in... oops! :o
However, I would personally rather keep quotes as just a thread rather than a section all to itself. The reason being, that a thread would keep all the quotes together in one thread. If it were a section... would each quote get its own thread? Seems like overkill a little.
What do you think?
However, I would personally rather keep quotes as just a thread rather than a section all to itself. The reason being, that a thread would keep all the quotes together in one thread. If it were a section... would each quote get its own thread? Seems like overkill a little.
What do you think?
07-30-2007, 03:26 AM
These thoughts did not come in any verbal formation....I may try to express it in words afterwards.
Albert Einstein
Albert Einstein
07-30-2007, 02:07 PM
Nick... I somehow overlooked your first post in this thread, and just assumed it was a thread to post quotes in... oops! :oYeah leave it as a thread methinks.
However, I would personally rather keep quotes as just a thread rather than a section all to itself. The reason being, that a thread would keep all the quotes together in one thread. If it were a section... would each quote get its own thread? Seems like overkill a little.
What do you think?
08-02-2007, 06:27 AM
"It is very difficult to talk about sorcery without becoming
entangled in syntax. Metaphorically, sorcery is a multifaceted
gem which lies in deep shadow. It is possible to illuminate a
facet, and through the reflections obtained to get a glimpse of
the whole. But the sides are not coplanar, and often seem to
contradict one another. And the heart of it is not touched.
It is beyond syntax, and even language."
Prof. Von Helsing
entangled in syntax. Metaphorically, sorcery is a multifaceted
gem which lies in deep shadow. It is possible to illuminate a
facet, and through the reflections obtained to get a glimpse of
the whole. But the sides are not coplanar, and often seem to
contradict one another. And the heart of it is not touched.
It is beyond syntax, and even language."
Prof. Von Helsing
09-13-2007, 08:22 AM
Below are the lyrics for lemon by U2. What a great song. When I watched the video it reminded me of man worshiping his inventory but lusting for something beyond his reflection. I included a link to the video as well. Feel free to sing along. 
http://www.vh1classic.com/view/playlist/15...mon/index.jhtml
See through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
But never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
And when you're dry
She draws her water from the stone
And I feel
Like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
And I feel
Like I'm holding onto nothing
She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light to look for her
And I feel
Like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel
Like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Lemon
See through in the sunlight
A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can
See the world outside
her there
A man makes a car
destination
And builds roads to run them on
A man dreams of leaving
But he always stays behind
And these are the days
When our work has come assunder
And these are the days
When we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
her there
A man captures colour
destination
A man likes to stare
there
He turns his money into light
To look for her
She is the dreamer
She's imagination
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
http://www.vh1classic.com/view/playlist/15...mon/index.jhtml
See through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
But never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
And when you're dry
She draws her water from the stone
And I feel
Like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slipping under
And I feel
Like I'm holding onto nothing
She wore lemon
To colour in the cold grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light to look for her
And I feel
Like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel
Like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Lemon
See through in the sunlight
A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can
See the world outside
her there
A man makes a car
destination
And builds roads to run them on
A man dreams of leaving
But he always stays behind
And these are the days
When our work has come assunder
And these are the days
When we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
her there
A man captures colour
destination
A man likes to stare
there
He turns his money into light
To look for her
She is the dreamer
She's imagination
Through the light projected
He can see himself up close
10-04-2007, 06:29 PM
On my Starbucks coffee cup:
"The most important thing in life is to stop saying "I wish" and start saying "I will." Consider nothing impossible, then treat possibilities as probabilities."
-David Copperfield
"The most important thing in life is to stop saying "I wish" and start saying "I will." Consider nothing impossible, then treat possibilities as probabilities."
-David Copperfield
10-04-2007, 11:58 PM
Wallflower by Peter Gabriel
Shutters on the windows, no light at all
Damp on the floor you got damp on the bed
They're trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head
They feed you scraps and they feed you lies
To lower your defences, no compromise
Nothing you can do, they day can be long
You mind is working overtime, you body's not too strong
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone
They take you out - the light burns your eyes
To the talking room - it's not surprise
Loaded questions from clean white coats
Their eyes are all as hidden as their Hipppcratic Oath
They tell you - how to behave, hehave as their guest
You want to resist them, you do your best
They take you to your limits, they take you beyond
For all that they are doing there's no way to respond
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone
Though you may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say to you, I will do what I can do
You may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say you you, I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
Shutters on the windows, no light at all
Damp on the floor you got damp on the bed
They're trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head
They feed you scraps and they feed you lies
To lower your defences, no compromise
Nothing you can do, they day can be long
You mind is working overtime, you body's not too strong
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone
They take you out - the light burns your eyes
To the talking room - it's not surprise
Loaded questions from clean white coats
Their eyes are all as hidden as their Hipppcratic Oath
They tell you - how to behave, hehave as their guest
You want to resist them, you do your best
They take you to your limits, they take you beyond
For all that they are doing there's no way to respond
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone
Though you may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say to you, I will do what I can do
You may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say you you, I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
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