tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37751667603800747972024-03-21T16:02:06.828-07:00REVEAL THE BEHIND347http://www.blogger.com/profile/16147919711905770328noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775166760380074797.post-29476087801820130612009-10-03T08:05:00.000-07:002009-10-03T08:05:17.790-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td valign="TOP" width="450"><hr /><span style="color: #3333ff;"><center style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"> All Things will Die</span></i></center><hr /></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times;"><span style="color: black;"><b><ul><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing</span></div><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> Under my eye;</span></ul><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Warmly and broadly the south winds are blowing</span></div><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> Over the sky.</span></ul><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">One after another the white clouds are fleeting;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Every heart this May morning in joyance is beating</span></div><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> Full merrily;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> Yet all things must die.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The stream will cease to flow;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The wind will cease to blow;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The clouds will cease to fleet;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The heart will cease to beat;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> For all things must die.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> All things must die.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Spring will come never more.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> O, vanity!</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Death waits at the door.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">See! our friends are all forsaking</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The wine and the merrymaking.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">We are call’d–we must go.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Laid low, very low,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">In the dark we must lie.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The merry glees are still;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The voice of the bird</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Shall no more be heard,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Nor the wind on the hill.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> O, misery!</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Hark! death is calling</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">While I speak to ye,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The jaw is falling,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The red cheek paling,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The strong limbs failing;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Ice with the warm blood mixing;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">The eyeballs fixing.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Nine times goes the passing bell:</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Ye merry souls, farewell.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> The old earth</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> Had a birth,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> As all men know,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"> Long ago.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">And the old earth must die.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">So let the warm winds range,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">And the blue wave beat the shore;</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">For even and morn</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Ye will never see</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Thro’ eternity.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">All things were born.</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Ye will come never more,</span></ul><ul style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">For all things must die.</span></ul><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">
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</tbody></table>347http://www.blogger.com/profile/16147919711905770328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775166760380074797.post-71746422135513583062009-10-02T13:41:00.000-07:002009-10-02T13:46:26.702-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Part Four: Time and Eternity</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">XXVII</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">BECAUSE I could not stop for Death,</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">He kindly stopped for me;</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">The carriage held but just ourselves</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">And Immortality.</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">We slowly drove, he knew no haste,</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 5</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">And I had put away</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">My labor, and my leisure too,</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">For his civility.</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">We passed the school where children played</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">At wrestling in a ring;</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 10</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">We passed the fields of gazing grain,</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">We passed the setting sun.</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">We paused before a house that seemed</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">A swelling of the ground;</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">The roof was scarcely visible,</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 15</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">The cornice but a mound.</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Since then ’t is centuries; but each</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Feels shorter than the day</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">I first surmised the horses’ heads</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Were toward eternity.</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 20</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>347http://www.blogger.com/profile/16147919711905770328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775166760380074797.post-85374909106886977592009-09-28T04:39:00.000-07:002009-09-28T04:45:44.666-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>DID YOU UNDERSTAND THIS?</b></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVxWRMcYIaoKCZMX1FsjdhzRsMbOWmGwxXT_QynHLJZp6nmwfTCpdvULVkDUAHHk7n2EWJTTeSZ3zvNpea0SbKfSxRAO0kcQu9oZ_p4hKh-xzNyui-vY2JITn2q7clBTMiumIFGVqSR42h/s1600-h/berkut;+%282%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVxWRMcYIaoKCZMX1FsjdhzRsMbOWmGwxXT_QynHLJZp6nmwfTCpdvULVkDUAHHk7n2EWJTTeSZ3zvNpea0SbKfSxRAO0kcQu9oZ_p4hKh-xzNyui-vY2JITn2q7clBTMiumIFGVqSR42h/s400/berkut;+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307548714103703362" border="0" /></a><br /></div> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I'M RISING</span>347http://www.blogger.com/profile/16147919711905770328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775166760380074797.post-21655604409765307582009-02-02T02:49:00.000-08:002009-09-28T04:25:15.221-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_62-Mvzpm6429qFIpxKV7I4cVKqYKavGs2Dvu9PPncXbFxUZs1Jr18wZSRrZ4dGHSZ1rD1661oBVI6EiHCunjRaCo2La3WgUnoxxyFz5j8qsvi5biKdqeiw7_gcrPYbakhCyOme5AAsC/s1600-h/sad-hyma.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_62-Mvzpm6429qFIpxKV7I4cVKqYKavGs2Dvu9PPncXbFxUZs1Jr18wZSRrZ4dGHSZ1rD1661oBVI6EiHCunjRaCo2La3WgUnoxxyFz5j8qsvi5biKdqeiw7_gcrPYbakhCyOme5AAsC/s400/sad-hyma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298156546152376610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> PAIN HAS AN ELEMENT OF BLANK</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;">The heart ask pleasure first</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;">And then,excuse from pain;</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />And then, those little anodynes</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;">That deaden suffering;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;">And then,go to sleep;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;">And then, if it should be</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />The will of its Inquisitor,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;">The liberty to die</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Pain has an element of blank;<br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;">It cannot recollect</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />When it began,or if there were</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;">A day when it was not.<br /><br />It has no future but itself,<br />Its infinite realm contain<br />Its past, enlightened to perceive<br />New periods of pain.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333FF;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span><br /><br /></div>347http://www.blogger.com/profile/16147919711905770328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3775166760380074797.post-79435095946288251352009-01-02T20:11:00.000-08:002009-01-02T20:12:52.371-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirvs4D0Eevmi7phgs_SiAT_TyDbqeiqpKKf4Vgiwp_Z3mXF3H5OHBhHGZgZfZ9CBLd_b53sy6nrJnZ-dT8HaEOpS3xRCVPfp3Njv2CmTUZo9UgwuSKBreXyh-wX2zSeEL5GbCrwEbiAMX7/s1600-h/Picture_089.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirvs4D0Eevmi7phgs_SiAT_TyDbqeiqpKKf4Vgiwp_Z3mXF3H5OHBhHGZgZfZ9CBLd_b53sy6nrJnZ-dT8HaEOpS3xRCVPfp3Njv2CmTUZo9UgwuSKBreXyh-wX2zSeEL5GbCrwEbiAMX7/s320/Picture_089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286915509170047922" border="0" /></a><br /> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">DIE SYMPHONIE VON MUENSTER</span></b><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">'Tell me exactly happened to us,<br />Now you are to me an absolute stranger,<br />Why do I not feel the same good?<br />As I lay in your hands?<br />Will it not matter what the future promises us<br /><br />Where are you going?<br />You are good as gone,<br />Will we keep asking each other everything?<br />Maybe we have betrayed each other,<br />It's a fading believe that this love could survive anything,<br /><br />The Symphony,<br />Is it now, as it is then, about us?<br />As I stand in the rain,<br />Having nothing to give,<br />Better yet if you leave,<br />it is time,</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">That you have some understanding,<br />For this will not do,<br />What more is there to say?<br />What more is there to give?<br />Letting go is best<br /><br />The silence between us is deafening,<br />The words from your mouth is incomprehinsible,<br />Have we tired from trying?<br />Why didn't we foresee this?<br />Anywhere is this LOVE vulnerable;<br />The way it is,<br />The end was written since long,<br />And that is our Symphony.<br /><br />'Ich setze mich in traenen nieder<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><br /><b><br /></b></span><b><span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">thanks to a.k-dusseldorf,germany</span></b><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>347http://www.blogger.com/profile/16147919711905770328noreply@blogger.com0