Sunday, November 21, 2010
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Here's the video of the 2010 Live at The Barcolana Charlestones! Mythical guys, keep it up!! Crevatin Gian Marco-guitar-drums-
Monday, November 8, 2010
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Go go go! For each of you
Your friend is your needs answered. E 'the field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving. is shared with inexpressible joy. When you part from
grieve not
His absence may be clearer what we love most in him, as
the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of all
own mystery is not love,
but a net cast forth: and only grab what is in vain.
And let your best be for your friend. If he
must know the ebb of your tide,
let him know its flood also.
What is your friend should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
and share the delights in the sweetness of a smile.
For in the dew of little things
the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Adapted from "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran
grieve not
His absence may be clearer what we love most in him, as
the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of all
own mystery is not love,
but a net cast forth: and only grab what is in vain.
And let your best be for your friend. If he
must know the ebb of your tide,
let him know its flood also.
What is your friend should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
and share the delights in the sweetness of a smile.
For in the dew of little things
the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Adapted from "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran
Friday, November 5, 2010
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a man sitting in the rain
listening. the audience notices him.
turn around to look. the orchestra business
its bay. the man sits in the night in the rain,
listening. must have something wrong,
not?
came to hear the music.
CHARLES
BUCOVSKI
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
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It's raining on our faces, it rains on our bare hands
This is poetry! And they'll tell
words not won even a moment;
cover love, boy,
but not hide under the cloak;
sometimes pass someone,
sometimes there is someone who should see it.
This is poetry! And they'll tell
cover love, boy,
but not hide under the cloak;
sometimes pass someone,
sometimes there is someone who should see it.
Dream boy dream
when the wind rises in the ways of the heart,
when a man lives by his words
or no longer lives;
dream, dream boy,
not change a line of your song,
do not stop you ...
Let the world say that people like you always lose;
because you've already won, I swear,
and you can do anything;
runs every time
hand on a woman's face, fairleads fingers;
no kingdom is bigger than this little thing called life
And life is so strong that
through walls without being seen
life is so real that it seems impossible
having to leave;
life is so great that when you're about to die, will plant an olive tree, convinced
yet to see it flourishing
dream, dream boy, when she turns
,
when she comes back,
when the only step that stops the heart
do not feel it;
dream boy, dream, will spend the
days,
passerrà love
passeran night,
end the pain, you'll always
...
dream, dream boy,
little boy in my memory,
many many times in this story:
account there anymore;
dream boy, dream, I left you a
sheet on the desk, only to miss
in that poem,
you can finish it.
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