Friday, December 16, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Moonbeam feat Blackfeel Wite - In Your Eyes
In your eyes I’m just the falling
Who’s here watching, in your eyes
And first time I can't ignore it
Cuz you blow my life and mine
It was flying like a dream
I can breathe and now I scream
Take me back to sunday morning
Open my heart and set me free
In your eyes I’m just the falling
Who’s here watching, in your eyes
And first time I can’t ignore it
Cuz you blow my life and mine
It was flying like a dream
I can breathe and now I scream
Take me back to sunday morning
Open my heart and set me free
Who’s here watching, in your eyes
And first time I can't ignore it
Cuz you blow my life and mine
It was flying like a dream
I can breathe and now I scream
Take me back to sunday morning
Open my heart and set me free
In your eyes I’m just the falling
Who’s here watching, in your eyes
And first time I can’t ignore it
Cuz you blow my life and mine
It was flying like a dream
I can breathe and now I scream
Take me back to sunday morning
Open my heart and set me free
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
School Answering Machine
This is the message that the Pacific Palisades High School (California) staff voted unanimously to record on their school telephone answering machine. This is the actual answering machine message for the school. It came about because they implemented a policy requiring students and parents to be responsible for their children's absences and missing homework.
The outgoing message:
__________________________________________________ _
"Hello! You have reached the automated answering service of your school. In order to assist you in connecting to the right staff member, please listen to all the options before making a selection:
* To lie about why your child is absent - Press 1
* To make excuses for why your child did not do his work- Press 2
* To complain about what we do - Press 3
* To swear at staff members - Press 4
* To ask why you didn't get information that was already enclosed in
your newsletter and several flyers mailed to you - Press 5
* If you want us to raise your child - Press 6
* If you want to reach out and touch, slap or hit someone -Press 7
* To request another teacher, for the third time this year -Press 8
* To complain about bus transportation - Press 9
* To complain about school lunches - Press 0
* If you realize this is the real world and your child must be accountable and responsible for his/her own behavior, class work, homework and that it's not the teachers' fault for your child's lack of effort: Hang up and have a nice day!
*If you want this in Spanish, you must be in the wrong country.
The outgoing message:
__________________________________________________ _
"Hello! You have reached the automated answering service of your school. In order to assist you in connecting to the right staff member, please listen to all the options before making a selection:
* To lie about why your child is absent - Press 1
* To make excuses for why your child did not do his work- Press 2
* To complain about what we do - Press 3
* To swear at staff members - Press 4
* To ask why you didn't get information that was already enclosed in
your newsletter and several flyers mailed to you - Press 5
* If you want us to raise your child - Press 6
* If you want to reach out and touch, slap or hit someone -Press 7
* To request another teacher, for the third time this year -Press 8
* To complain about bus transportation - Press 9
* To complain about school lunches - Press 0
* If you realize this is the real world and your child must be accountable and responsible for his/her own behavior, class work, homework and that it's not the teachers' fault for your child's lack of effort: Hang up and have a nice day!
*If you want this in Spanish, you must be in the wrong country.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Yearly dementia test
It's that time of year to take our annual senior citizen test.
Exercise of the brain is as important as exercise of the muscles. As we grow older, it's important to keep mentally alert. If you don't use it, you lose it!
Below is a very private way to gauge your loss or non-loss of intelligence.
Take the test presented here to determine if you're losing it or not.
The spaces below are so you don't see the answers until you've made your answer.
No cheating, please..just scroll down till you see the next question :tongue:
OK, relax, clear your mind and begin.
1. What do you put in a toaster?
Answer: 'bread.' If you said 'toast,' give up now and do something else.
Try not to hurt yourself. If you said, bread, go to Question 2.
2. Say 'silk' five times. Now spell 'silk.' What do cows drink?
Answer: Cows drink water. If you said 'milk,' don't attempt the next question. Your brain is over-stressed and may even overheat. Content yourself with reading a more appropriate literature such as Auto World.
However, if you said 'water', proceed to question 3.
3. If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a green house made from?
Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass. If you said 'green bricks,' why the hell are you still reading these???
If you said 'glass,' go on to Question 4.
4. It's twenty years ago, and a plane is flying at 20,000 feet over Germany (If you will recall, Germany at the time was politically divided into West Germany and East Germany .)
Anyway, during the flight, two engines fail. The pilot, realizing that the last remaining engine is also failing, decides on a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately the engine fails before he can do so and the plane fatally crashes smack in the middle of 'no man's land' between East Germany and West Germany . Where would you bury the survivors? East Germany , West Germany , or no man's land'?
Answer: You don't bury survivors.
If you said ANYTHING else, you're a dunce and you must stop. If you said, 'You don't bury survivors', proceed to the next question.
5. Without using a calculator - You are driving a bus from London to Milford Haven in Wales . In London , 17 people get on the bus. In Reading , six people get off the bus and nine people get on. In Swindon, two people get off and four get on. In Cardiff , 11 people get off and 16 people get on. In Swansea , three people get off and five people get on . In Carmathen, six people get off and three get on. You then arrive at Milford Haven. What was the name of the bus driver?
Answer: Oh, for crying out loud!
Don't you remember your own name? It was YOU!!
Exercise of the brain is as important as exercise of the muscles. As we grow older, it's important to keep mentally alert. If you don't use it, you lose it!
Below is a very private way to gauge your loss or non-loss of intelligence.
Take the test presented here to determine if you're losing it or not.
The spaces below are so you don't see the answers until you've made your answer.
No cheating, please..just scroll down till you see the next question :tongue:
OK, relax, clear your mind and begin.
1. What do you put in a toaster?
Answer: 'bread.' If you said 'toast,' give up now and do something else.
Try not to hurt yourself. If you said, bread, go to Question 2.
2. Say 'silk' five times. Now spell 'silk.' What do cows drink?
Answer: Cows drink water. If you said 'milk,' don't attempt the next question. Your brain is over-stressed and may even overheat. Content yourself with reading a more appropriate literature such as Auto World.
However, if you said 'water', proceed to question 3.
3. If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a green house made from?
Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass. If you said 'green bricks,' why the hell are you still reading these???
If you said 'glass,' go on to Question 4.
4. It's twenty years ago, and a plane is flying at 20,000 feet over Germany (If you will recall, Germany at the time was politically divided into West Germany and East Germany .)
Anyway, during the flight, two engines fail. The pilot, realizing that the last remaining engine is also failing, decides on a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately the engine fails before he can do so and the plane fatally crashes smack in the middle of 'no man's land' between East Germany and West Germany . Where would you bury the survivors? East Germany , West Germany , or no man's land'?
Answer: You don't bury survivors.
If you said ANYTHING else, you're a dunce and you must stop. If you said, 'You don't bury survivors', proceed to the next question.
5. Without using a calculator - You are driving a bus from London to Milford Haven in Wales . In London , 17 people get on the bus. In Reading , six people get off the bus and nine people get on. In Swindon, two people get off and four get on. In Cardiff , 11 people get off and 16 people get on. In Swansea , three people get off and five people get on . In Carmathen, six people get off and three get on. You then arrive at Milford Haven. What was the name of the bus driver?
Answer: Oh, for crying out loud!
Don't you remember your own name? It was YOU!!
Dear Dad
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.
Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Dad."
With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter:
Dear Dad:
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you.
I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mum and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am.
But it's not only the passion. Dad, she's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.
Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it.
Don't worry Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.
Love, Your Son
John
PS. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in my center desk drawer.
I love you.
Call me when it's safe to come home!
Then he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Dad."
With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter:
Dear Dad:
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you.
I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mum and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am.
But it's not only the passion. Dad, she's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.
Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it.
Don't worry Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.
Love, Your Son
John
PS. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in my center desk drawer.
I love you.
Call me when it's safe to come home!
Company Policies
Dress Code:
You are advised to come to work dressed according to your salary.
(1) If we see you wearing Prada shoes and carrying a Gucci bag, we will
assume you are doing well financially and therefore do not need a raise.
(2) If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes, and therefore you do not need a raise.
(3) If you dress just right, you are right where you need to be and
therefore you do not need a raise.
Sick Days:
We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness. If
you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work.
Personal Days:
Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called
Saturdays & Sundays.
Bereavement Leave:
This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives or co-workers. Every effort should be made to have non-employees attend the funeral arrangements. In rare cases where employee involvement is necessary, the funeral should be scheduled in the late afternoon. We will be glad to allow you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave one hour early.
Bathroom Breaks:
Entirely too much time is being spent in the toilet. There is now a
strict three-minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of three
minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the
stall door will open, and a picture will be taken. After your second
offense, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board under the "Chronic Offenders" category.
Anyone caught smiling in the picture will be sectioned under the
company's mental health policy.
Lunch Break:
- Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch, as they need to eat more, so
that they can look healthy.
- Normal size people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure.
- Chubby people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time
needed to drink a Slim-Fast.
Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a
positive employment experience. Therefore, all questions, comments,
concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations,
insinuations, allegations, accusations, contemplations, consternation
and input should be directed elsewhere.
The management
You are advised to come to work dressed according to your salary.
(1) If we see you wearing Prada shoes and carrying a Gucci bag, we will
assume you are doing well financially and therefore do not need a raise.
(2) If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes, and therefore you do not need a raise.
(3) If you dress just right, you are right where you need to be and
therefore you do not need a raise.
Sick Days:
We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness. If
you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work.
Personal Days:
Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called
Saturdays & Sundays.
Bereavement Leave:
This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives or co-workers. Every effort should be made to have non-employees attend the funeral arrangements. In rare cases where employee involvement is necessary, the funeral should be scheduled in the late afternoon. We will be glad to allow you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave one hour early.
Bathroom Breaks:
Entirely too much time is being spent in the toilet. There is now a
strict three-minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of three
minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the
stall door will open, and a picture will be taken. After your second
offense, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board under the "Chronic Offenders" category.
Anyone caught smiling in the picture will be sectioned under the
company's mental health policy.
Lunch Break:
- Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch, as they need to eat more, so
that they can look healthy.
- Normal size people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure.
- Chubby people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time
needed to drink a Slim-Fast.
Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a
positive employment experience. Therefore, all questions, comments,
concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations,
insinuations, allegations, accusations, contemplations, consternation
and input should be directed elsewhere.
The management
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
My trip to Walmart
Yesterday I was at my local Wal-Mart buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for my loyal pet, Biscuit the Wonder Dog, and was in the checkout line when the woman behind me asked if I had a dog.
What did she think I had, an elephant?
So since I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward, with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet, and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care, because the dog food poisoned me.
I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter, and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack -- he was laughing so hard.
Wal-Mart won't let me shop there anymore.
What did she think I had, an elephant?
So since I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward, with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet, and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care, because the dog food poisoned me.
I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter, and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack -- he was laughing so hard.
Wal-Mart won't let me shop there anymore.
Leonard Cohen - Who by fire
And who by fire?
Who by water?
Who in the sunshine?
Who in the night time?
Who by high ordeal?
Who by common trial?
Who in your merry merry month of May?
Who by very slow decay?
And who shall I say is calling?
(Who shall I say is calling?)
And who in her lonely slip?
Who by barbiturate?
Who in these realms of love?
Who by something blunt?
Who by avalanche?
Who by powder?
Who for his greed?
Who for his hunger?
And who shall I say is calling?
(Who shall I say is calling?)
And who by brave assent?
Who by accident?
Who in solitude?
Who in this mirror?
Who by his lady's command?
Who by his own hand?
Who in mortal chains?
Who in power?
And who shall I say is calling?
(Who shall I say is calling?)
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Temple One Feat. Neev Kennedy – Love The Fear (Original Mix)
You were like water
Slipping through my hand
That I couldn’t grasp
Or hold, couldn’t land
You were
A painting curved in the open sand
That the waves abducted
On sea demand
Between the shores of the oceans
The summits of the high
Where did it go wrong?
I’m gonna love the fear
I’m gonna love the fear
Like I’ve never been afraid before
It may break my heart to go
With the wind of change blowing
And all that sense of not knowing
Gotta love the fear
Let you go
It may break my heart to go
Monday, September 19, 2011
Mark Knopfler - What it is
The Drinking Dens Are Spilling Out
There's Staggering In The Square
There's Lads And Lasses Falling About
And A Crackling In The Air
Down Around The Dungeon Doors
The Shelters And The Queues
Everybody's Looking For
Somebody's Arms To Fall Into
And It's What It Is
It's What It Is Now
There's Frost On The Graves And The Monuments
But The Taverns Are Warm In Town
People Curse The Government
And Shovel Hot Food Down
The Lights Are Out In City Hall
The Castle And The Keep
The Moon Shines Down Upon It All
The Legless And Asleep
And It's Cold On The Tollgate
With The Wagons Creeping Through
Cold On The Tollgate
God Knows What I Could Do With You
And It's What It Is
It's What It Is Now
The Garrison Sleeps In The Citadel
With The Ghosts And The Ancient Stones
High Up On The Parapet
A Scottish Piper Stands Alone
And High On The Wind
The Highland Drums Begin To Roll
And Something From The Past Just Comes
And Stares Into My Soul
And It's Cold On The Tollgate
With The Caledonian Blues
Cold On The Tollgate
God Knows What I Could Do With You
And It's What It Is
It's What It Is Now
What It Is
It's What It Is Now
There's A Chink Of Light, There's A Burning Wick
There's A Lantern In The Tower
Wee Willie Winkie With A Candlestick
Still Writing Songs In The Wee Wee Hours
On Charlotte Street I Take
A Walking Stick From My Hotel
The Ghost Of Dirty Dick
Is Still In Search Of Little Nell
And It's What It Is
It's What It Is Now
Oh It's What It Is
What It Is Now
There's Staggering In The Square
There's Lads And Lasses Falling About
And A Crackling In The Air
Down Around The Dungeon Doors
The Shelters And The Queues
Everybody's Looking For
Somebody's Arms To Fall Into
And It's What It Is
It's What It Is Now
There's Frost On The Graves And The Monuments
But The Taverns Are Warm In Town
People Curse The Government
And Shovel Hot Food Down
The Lights Are Out In City Hall
The Castle And The Keep
The Moon Shines Down Upon It All
The Legless And Asleep
And It's Cold On The Tollgate
With The Wagons Creeping Through
Cold On The Tollgate
God Knows What I Could Do With You
And It's What It Is
It's What It Is Now
The Garrison Sleeps In The Citadel
With The Ghosts And The Ancient Stones
High Up On The Parapet
A Scottish Piper Stands Alone
And High On The Wind
The Highland Drums Begin To Roll
And Something From The Past Just Comes
And Stares Into My Soul
And It's Cold On The Tollgate
With The Caledonian Blues
Cold On The Tollgate
God Knows What I Could Do With You
And It's What It Is
It's What It Is Now
What It Is
It's What It Is Now
There's A Chink Of Light, There's A Burning Wick
There's A Lantern In The Tower
Wee Willie Winkie With A Candlestick
Still Writing Songs In The Wee Wee Hours
On Charlotte Street I Take
A Walking Stick From My Hotel
The Ghost Of Dirty Dick
Is Still In Search Of Little Nell
And It's What It Is
It's What It Is Now
Oh It's What It Is
What It Is Now
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Super8 Tab feat Alyna - Perfect Day (Gareth Emery Remix)
I wondered if you noticed
As I pondered on emotions I sold
I wanted recognition
When I planned a low position in life
So I talk to all the angels
And I pray that they will listen to why
Why I need the understanding
Why I need the non demanding divide
This is not illusion
I don’t need intrusion
Let me have my perfect day
These feelings of elation
There’s comedy in patience
Now let me have my perfect day
I was born to break the silence
Anti war and violence, pro life
When they say the day is over
I have theory that is older than time
And there are plans that are above us
And we can demand that lovers unite
Like we are floating on an ocean
I am calmed by your devotion tonight
This is not illusion
I don’t need intrusion
Let me have my perfect day
These feelings of elation
There’s comedy in patience
Now let me have my perfect day
Sunday, August 14, 2011
San Vs Wendel Kos - Kiss Of Life (Ibiza Sunrise Mix)
After all the pain it caused me
After all the rain it brought on my head
After all the pain
After all the pain you're back again
Coz you remember how it could be
You remember how it once was baby
Like you're being saved
Like you're being saved and need this air
It's the kiss of life you want
Make you come alive
Bring you back to where it all first started
It's the kiss of life you want
Will your heart survive or not
Bring you back to where it all first started
Is something missing from the story?
Somewhere in between the search and rescue
After all the days
After all the days you stayed away
Coz you made a connection to me
Your connection to a life line baby
Like you're being saved
Like you're being saved to breathe again
I can feel
I can feel you come alive
I can feel
I can feel you come alive
After all the rain it brought on my head
After all the pain
After all the pain you're back again
Coz you remember how it could be
You remember how it once was baby
Like you're being saved
Like you're being saved and need this air
It's the kiss of life you want
Make you come alive
Bring you back to where it all first started
It's the kiss of life you want
Will your heart survive or not
Bring you back to where it all first started
Is something missing from the story?
Somewhere in between the search and rescue
After all the days
After all the days you stayed away
Coz you made a connection to me
Your connection to a life line baby
Like you're being saved
Like you're being saved to breathe again
I can feel
I can feel you come alive
I can feel
I can feel you come alive
Friday, August 5, 2011
Fabio Xb Feat Micky Vi - Make This Your Day (Vocal Mix)
Make your cut above the rest
Don’t waste time and don’t look back
Move with the flow
Self express your higher grace
Lift up from the ground
Spread your wings and let your mind
And open, wide and whole
Set the fire in your soul
Push the button now
Make this your day
Pearls of joy are in your shell
Stretch your mind behind your eyes
Don’t be afraid
Self express your higher self
Dig underground
Bring your hands right to the sky
And open, wide and whole
Set the fire in your soul
Push the button now
Make this your day
The sound is pulsing low
I’m walking on air
The lights are spinning slow
In here
Hands running through the glow
Cutting the flare
Hearts stopping for the show
In here
Make, make…
Make this your day
Don’t waste time and don’t look back
Move with the flow
Self express your higher grace
Lift up from the ground
Spread your wings and let your mind
And open, wide and whole
Set the fire in your soul
Push the button now
Make this your day
Pearls of joy are in your shell
Stretch your mind behind your eyes
Don’t be afraid
Self express your higher self
Dig underground
Bring your hands right to the sky
And open, wide and whole
Set the fire in your soul
Push the button now
Make this your day
The sound is pulsing low
I’m walking on air
The lights are spinning slow
In here
Hands running through the glow
Cutting the flare
Hearts stopping for the show
In here
Make, make…
Make this your day
Saturday, July 30, 2011
4 Strings Feat Ellie Lawson - Safe From Harm
Lost forgotten
In all the things I wanted to hide
My sense of connection
Gone away misplaced inside
Freezing blue with misery
Without you near
This façade won’t last
And nothing’s clear
Tonight I am home
Feel the power
In your loving arms
Letting go of all the pain
Safe from harm
Safe from harm
Lost & lonely
All I needed pushed aside
Disillusioned
Waiting for the turn of the tide
Freezing blue with misery
Without you near
This façade won’t last
And nothing’s clear
Tonight I am home
Feel the power
In your loving arms
Letting go of all the pain
Safe from harm
In all the things I wanted to hide
My sense of connection
Gone away misplaced inside
Freezing blue with misery
Without you near
This façade won’t last
And nothing’s clear
Tonight I am home
Feel the power
In your loving arms
Letting go of all the pain
Safe from harm
Safe from harm
Lost & lonely
All I needed pushed aside
Disillusioned
Waiting for the turn of the tide
Freezing blue with misery
Without you near
This façade won’t last
And nothing’s clear
Tonight I am home
Feel the power
In your loving arms
Letting go of all the pain
Safe from harm
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Mark Eteson feat. Audrey Gallagher - Breathe On My Own
You’re asking how much more I can take
When you’re the only one who knows how easily I break
We could wait for the next star to fall
But this time I want to breathe on my own
I need to breathe
And I still believe in all you are
But the world keeps turning and moving on
And standing still’s never been who we are
As the world keeps turning and moving on
On and on, we move on and on, we move on and on
And now I’m breathing on my own
Now I’m breathing
And I am breathing on my own
And I am breathing
As the world keeps turning and moving on
And I still believe in all you are
But the world keep turning and moving on
And standing still’s never been who we are
As the world keeps turning and moving on
When you’re the only one who knows how easily I break
We could wait for the next star to fall
But this time I want to breathe on my own
I need to breathe
And I still believe in all you are
But the world keeps turning and moving on
And standing still’s never been who we are
As the world keeps turning and moving on
On and on, we move on and on, we move on and on
And now I’m breathing on my own
Now I’m breathing
And I am breathing on my own
And I am breathing
As the world keeps turning and moving on
And I still believe in all you are
But the world keep turning and moving on
And standing still’s never been who we are
As the world keeps turning and moving on
Friday, July 15, 2011
Irish Bailout
It is a slow day in a damp little Irish town. The rain is beating down and the streets are deserted. Times are tough, everybody is in debt, and everybody lives on credit. On this particular day a rich German tourist is driving through the town, stops at the local hotel and lays a €100 note on the desk, telling the hotel owner he wants to inspect the rooms upstairs in order to pick one to spend the night. The owner gives him some keys and, as soon as the visitor has walked upstairs, the hotelier grabs the €100 note and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher. The butcher takes the €100 note and runs down the street to repay his debt to the pig farmer. The pig farmer takes the €100 note and heads off to pay his bill at the supplier of feed and fuel. The guy at the Farmers' Co-op takes the €100 note and runs to pay his drinks bill at the pub. The publican slips the money along to the local prostitute drinking at the bar, who has also been facing hard times and has had to offer him "services" on credit. The hooker then rushes to the hotel and pays off her room bill to the hotel owner with the €100 note. The hotel proprietor then places the €100 note back on the counter so the rich traveller will not suspect anything. At that moment the traveller comes down the stairs, picks up the €100 note, states that the rooms are not satisfactory, pockets the money, and leaves town. No one produced anything. No one earned anything. However, the whole town is now out of debt and looking to the future with a lot more optimism. And that, Gentlemen, is how the bailout package works.
Azam Ali - Forty one ways to die
Forty one ways to die
One strong will to live
World's gone all awry
Faith is the battlefield
Tender, I feel
And the wheels turn
To fortify a design of free will
Forty one ways to die
One strong pain to feel
Strapped to a suicide
With just one more place to be
Tender, I feel
And the wheels turn
To fortify a design of free will
We test, we form, we fear, we tilt
We strive, we fall, we want, we kill
And we hail, and we doubt
And with all waisted
We heal, and we call
We atone kneeled here
And will stray fortified
In a windfall
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Manvel Ter-Pogosyan feat Tiff Lacey - Sweet Memories (Original Mix)
Still you remain like a ghost at the door
In the back of my mind
You come to the fore
So long, so long,
Yes I long for your touch
But I know its wrong
Enough is enough.
Sweet memories, I remember
Sweet memories,
Like burning embers
Deep in secrecy
I can't forget you
Sweet Memories, I remember
Deep in secrecy,
I can't forget you
Sweet memories, I remember
Sweet Memories, I remember
Sweet memories,
Like burning embers,
Deep in secrecy
I can't forget you
Sweet Memories, I remember
In the back of my mind
You come to the fore
So long, so long,
Yes I long for your touch
But I know its wrong
Enough is enough.
Sweet memories, I remember
Sweet memories,
Like burning embers
Deep in secrecy
I can't forget you
Sweet Memories, I remember
Deep in secrecy,
I can't forget you
Sweet memories, I remember
Sweet Memories, I remember
Sweet memories,
Like burning embers,
Deep in secrecy
I can't forget you
Sweet Memories, I remember
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Headstrong Feat. Stine Grove – Tears (Aurosonic Progressive Remix)
I’ll keep it simple, I’ll keep it true
All the love I have I’ll give to you
I’ll keep it easy, I’ll keep it real
All the love I have is what you’ll feel
I’ll make it clear, I’ll make you see
I’ll hold you near, close to me
I’ll take it deeper, I’ll break it down
Only love can turn your life around
I’ll make it stronger, I’ll keep it free
All the dreams I have are what you see
Love is here, just let it be
I’ll kill the fear, deep in me
I’ll lift you up, we’ll touch the sky
I’ll wipe away those tears from your eyes
I’ll wipe away the tears from your eyes
I’ll wipe away those tears from your eyes
I’ll shake you up, I’ll make you try
I’ll lift you up, we’ll touch the sky
I’ll wipe away those tears from your eyes
I’ll wipe away the tears from your eyes
All the love I have I’ll give to you
I’ll keep it easy, I’ll keep it real
All the love I have is what you’ll feel
I’ll make it clear, I’ll make you see
I’ll hold you near, close to me
I’ll take it deeper, I’ll break it down
Only love can turn your life around
I’ll make it stronger, I’ll keep it free
All the dreams I have are what you see
Love is here, just let it be
I’ll kill the fear, deep in me
I’ll lift you up, we’ll touch the sky
I’ll wipe away those tears from your eyes
I’ll wipe away the tears from your eyes
I’ll wipe away those tears from your eyes
I’ll shake you up, I’ll make you try
I’ll lift you up, we’ll touch the sky
I’ll wipe away those tears from your eyes
I’ll wipe away the tears from your eyes
Monday, July 4, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
George Acosta - Something about you
I feel another part of me that I can't control
That this special taking over my soul
I need you so don't go
Your love is beautiful beautiful
There is something about you yeah yeah
There is something about you yeah yeah
I see an angel every angle I stand in
I must have died and fly to heaven
You're beautiful and you know
You're special and it shows it shows
There is something about you
There is something about you
There is something about you
I feel another part of me that I can't control
That this special taking over my soul
I need you so don't go
Your love is beautiful beautiful
There is something about you yeah yeah
There is something about you yeah yeah
That this special taking over my soul
I need you so don't go
Your love is beautiful beautiful
There is something about you yeah yeah
There is something about you yeah yeah
I see an angel every angle I stand in
I must have died and fly to heaven
You're beautiful and you know
You're special and it shows it shows
There is something about you
There is something about you
There is something about you
I feel another part of me that I can't control
That this special taking over my soul
I need you so don't go
Your love is beautiful beautiful
There is something about you yeah yeah
There is something about you yeah yeah
Are you Kidding ?
Reaching the end of a job interview, the Human Resources Person asked a young Engineer fresh out of MIT, "And what starting salary were you looking for?"
The Engineer said, "In the neighborhood of $125,000 a year, depending on the benefits package."
The interviewer said, "Well, what would you say to a package of 5 weeks vacation, 14 paid holidays, full medical and dental, a company matching retirement fund for 50% of your salary, and a company car leased every 2 years -- say, a red Corvette?"
The Engineer sat up straight and said, "Wow! Are you kidding?"
And the interviewer replied, "Yeah, but you started it."
The Engineer said, "In the neighborhood of $125,000 a year, depending on the benefits package."
The interviewer said, "Well, what would you say to a package of 5 weeks vacation, 14 paid holidays, full medical and dental, a company matching retirement fund for 50% of your salary, and a company car leased every 2 years -- say, a red Corvette?"
The Engineer sat up straight and said, "Wow! Are you kidding?"
And the interviewer replied, "Yeah, but you started it."
Nothing Personal
"I hope you didn't take it personally, Reverend," an embarrassed woman said after a church service, "when my husband walked out during your sermon."
"I did find it rather disconcerting," the preacher replied.
"It's not a reflection on you," insisted the church goer. "Ralph has been been walking in his sleep since childhood."
"I did find it rather disconcerting," the preacher replied.
"It's not a reflection on you," insisted the church goer. "Ralph has been been walking in his sleep since childhood."
Friday, July 1, 2011
Matt Darey - Beautiful Day (Sunburst Mix)
You tell me I can't leave this way
That my path is all wrong
But I'm happy as a man can be
My fears are all gone
The straight line
You're drawn in front of me I see as
Useless
I'll walk to where I wanna be
My freedom
I feel that now im liberated
Let go
I'm walking on my own
It's a beautiful day
I can feel it coming
It's a beautiful day
My mind is running
When it's all to much
It's a wonderful place
It's a beautiful day
Sun on my face
The future
I'm not afraid of what it holds
Imagine
The road I see is paved in gold
I'm peaceful
No need to fight with everybody
Let go
I don't need you to guide me anymore
I'm free
It's a beautiful day
I can feel it coming
It's a beautiful day
My mind is running
When it's all to much
It's a wonderful place
It's a beautiful day
Sun on my face
That my path is all wrong
But I'm happy as a man can be
My fears are all gone
The straight line
You're drawn in front of me I see as
Useless
I'll walk to where I wanna be
My freedom
I feel that now im liberated
Let go
I'm walking on my own
It's a beautiful day
I can feel it coming
It's a beautiful day
My mind is running
When it's all to much
It's a wonderful place
It's a beautiful day
Sun on my face
The future
I'm not afraid of what it holds
Imagine
The road I see is paved in gold
I'm peaceful
No need to fight with everybody
Let go
I don't need you to guide me anymore
I'm free
It's a beautiful day
I can feel it coming
It's a beautiful day
My mind is running
When it's all to much
It's a wonderful place
It's a beautiful day
Sun on my face
Ferry Corsten-We Belong (Tritonal Air Up There Remix)
Days
Stealing secret moments
Breathing in the summer sun
As the sea of changes
Wash ashore
Days
In the great wide open
Theres so much to catch the eye
Your beauty, Shade and light
Shade and light
Quite a witness to forever
In my silence I keep holding on
I am reaching to forever
And I understand where we belong
Quite a witness to forever
In my silence I keep holding on
I am reaching to forever
And I understand where we belong
And i understand where we belong x4
Days
In the great wide open
Theres so much to catch the eye
Your beauty, Shade of light
Shade of light
Quite a witness to forever
In my silence I keep holding on
I am reaching to forever
And I understand where we belong
Quite a witness to forever
In my silence I keep holding on
I am reaching to forever
And I understand where we belong
Stealing secret moments
Breathing in the summer sun
As the sea of changes
Wash ashore
Days
In the great wide open
Theres so much to catch the eye
Your beauty, Shade and light
Shade and light
Quite a witness to forever
In my silence I keep holding on
I am reaching to forever
And I understand where we belong
Quite a witness to forever
In my silence I keep holding on
I am reaching to forever
And I understand where we belong
And i understand where we belong x4
Days
In the great wide open
Theres so much to catch the eye
Your beauty, Shade of light
Shade of light
Quite a witness to forever
In my silence I keep holding on
I am reaching to forever
And I understand where we belong
Quite a witness to forever
In my silence I keep holding on
I am reaching to forever
And I understand where we belong
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Matt Darey feat. Kate Louise Smith - Crown Of Thorns (Aurosonic Progressive Mix)
Time unravelled
Bright and dark in shadow
Crimson and able
But hearts are so unstable
Oh, if we could be
By virtue of our beauty
Shame unwritten
But dark the stain has bitten
So light up
Saturate
My body a jewel
Light up all the flames inside
We fall from grace
To follow the way our hearts
Light up all the flames inside
I won’t wear it
I don’t deserve it
A crown of thorns
A crown of thorns
Take me with it
A gentleness of spirit
Only after
We sense the soul departure
Oh, if we could be
By virtue of our beauty
Time unwritten but dark the stain has bitten
So light up
Saturate
My body a jewel
Light up all the flames inside
We fall from grace
To follow the way our hearts
Light up all the flames inside
I won’t wear it
I don’t deserve it
A crown of thorns
A crown of thorns
Bright and dark in shadow
Crimson and able
But hearts are so unstable
Oh, if we could be
By virtue of our beauty
Shame unwritten
But dark the stain has bitten
So light up
Saturate
My body a jewel
Light up all the flames inside
We fall from grace
To follow the way our hearts
Light up all the flames inside
I won’t wear it
I don’t deserve it
A crown of thorns
A crown of thorns
Take me with it
A gentleness of spirit
Only after
We sense the soul departure
Oh, if we could be
By virtue of our beauty
Time unwritten but dark the stain has bitten
So light up
Saturate
My body a jewel
Light up all the flames inside
We fall from grace
To follow the way our hearts
Light up all the flames inside
I won’t wear it
I don’t deserve it
A crown of thorns
A crown of thorns
Above & Beyond - OceanLab - Beautiful Together (Signum Remix)
Sunday..
Sunday, sunrise
Lookin' out across the bay
And in, your eyes
I see all you want to say
Sunday..
And now you love me, the clouds above me
Couldn't stop the way I'm feeling
No..
I see, clearly
I am not afraid to fall
With you, near me
I can rise above it all
And now you love me, the clouds above me
Couldn't stop the way I'm feeling
No..
I give my life, to you
Together we are beautiful
I wish, that you
Could stay..
For all my life, with you
Would always be this beautiful
Together we are beautiful I'm wishin'
And now you love me, the clouds above me
Couldn't stop the way I'm feeling
No..
Sunday, sunrise
Lookin' out across the bay
And in, your eyes
I see all you want to say
Sunday..
And now you love me, the clouds above me
Couldn't stop the way I'm feeling
No..
I see, clearly
I am not afraid to fall
With you, near me
I can rise above it all
And now you love me, the clouds above me
Couldn't stop the way I'm feeling
No..
I give my life, to you
Together we are beautiful
I wish, that you
Could stay..
For all my life, with you
Would always be this beautiful
Together we are beautiful I'm wishin'
And now you love me, the clouds above me
Couldn't stop the way I'm feeling
No..
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Today Is The Best Day
We sat on the swing enjoying the warm summer air, truly without a care in the world. Cody, my 6-year-old nephew laughed, as he swung higher than me. His laugh made me smile.
After wards, we went for a walk, looking at the gardens. As we were walking, Cody looked up at me and said, "Today is the best day!" I smiled at him and replied, "Yes, it is a great day."
I then started thinking about what had we done that day? We didn't really do anything special; there was nothing that we did that cost any money. It was a simple day…one where we talked, went for walks, and swung on the swing.
So often, we wait for our "best days" without realizing that "today is our best day". Or we say, "when I get this", or, "if only this", or, "when I have more money, I will", and we forget to live every day, enjoying today.
We should be more like children; they truly live in the moment! They don't need expensive things to make them happy; they don't use the phrase, "if only", or, "when I get this", or, "when I have more money".
There is a saying, "Carpe Diem" which means, "Seize the Day". As we get older, we need to remember this saying and enjoy each and every day. Keep your child like attitude of "living each moment to its fullest"!
Don't we all
One evening I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to finish work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him he had no car, no home, no clean clothes and no money.
There are times when you feel generous, but there are times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of the "Don't want to be bothered" times! "Hope he doesn't ask me for money," I thought. He didn't. He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop and he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus.
After a few minutes he spoke. "That's a very nice car," he said. He was ragged, but had an air of dignity around him. I said "Thanks," and continued wiping off my car. He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened, something inside said, "Ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say yes, but I held true to the inner voice.
"Do you need any help?" I asked. He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great accomplishments. I expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke three words that shook me, "Don't we all?" he said. I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day.
Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that!
You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse of something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you, through a torn world can see.
Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise to minister to a soul too comfortable in himself. Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum and then said, "Go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help."
A Little Bit of Kindness
There are times in our life when we don't take action because we feel the action is too little, that it wouldn't make a difference. However, sometimes the smallest gesture can make a huge impact on someone's life. There are many different ways we can show kindness to others, and it doesn't have to be in a big way.
The simplest of things may make the difference. A smile, a door being held open, a handwritten note, a kind word, the list can go on and on.
I was recently reading some of Aesop's fables and came across the story of The Lion and The Mouse. While this story has been around for a long time, it still has wisdom in its words. Below is the story:
One day a Lion was asleep when a little Mouse began running up and down his back; this soon wakened the Lion, who placed his huge paw upon him, and opened his big jaws to swallow him. "Please don't," cried the little Mouse: "forgive me this time, I shall never forget it: who knows but what I may be able to do you a turn some of these days?"
The Lion was so tickled at the idea of the Mouse being able to help him that he lifted up his paw and let him go.
Some time after the Lion was caught in a trap, he pulled with all his might, but the ropes were too strong. Just then the little Mouse happened to pass by, and seeing the sad plight, in which the Lion was, went up to him, and with his sharp little teeth gnawed away the ropes, setting the Lion free.
"You once laughed at me," said the mouse. You thought I was too little to do you a good turn. But see, you owe your life to a poor little mouse."
While you may think the story is far fetched, the point I found in reading the story is not the size of the action that is important, but the difference that a small action made.
The Frames - Rise
Breathing in the night
There's nothing else I'm needing now
The wind is at my side
And so are you
And together we will rise
Above all these word and promises we couldn't keep,
Together we will fly above it all
But sometimes we will fall...
From the light
But it shines on us tonight...
And together we will rise
And surely it's a sign now,
That everything's in tune to some kind of higher plan
Surely it's a sign
That you were right...
And there's the secret line
That we've been denied...
But we're crossing it tonight
And together we will rise
Sometimes we will fall,
from the light
But it shines on us tonight
And together we will rise
Pass this line
That we're crossing here tonight
And together we will rise
There's nothing else I'm needing now
The wind is at my side
And so are you
And together we will rise
Above all these word and promises we couldn't keep,
Together we will fly above it all
But sometimes we will fall...
From the light
But it shines on us tonight...
And together we will rise
And surely it's a sign now,
That everything's in tune to some kind of higher plan
Surely it's a sign
That you were right...
And there's the secret line
That we've been denied...
But we're crossing it tonight
And together we will rise
Sometimes we will fall,
from the light
But it shines on us tonight
And together we will rise
Pass this line
That we're crossing here tonight
And together we will rise
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Empty Streets (Seamus Haji & Paul Emmanuel Remix) by Late Night Alumni
The city feels clean this time of night
Just empty streets and me walking home
To clear my head
And though it came as no surprise-i know it came as no surprise
I'm affected more than I had guessed
By what was said-then why i was sad
If this loves not meant to be
If a hearts not ready to open
If the naked eye won't see
It's broken.
It's that quiet time before the dawn-it's a quiet time before the dawn
And I'm half past making sense of it
Was I wrong?
Should I think to give it all-should i claim to give it all?
In a world where not much ever seams
To last long.
If this loves not meant to be-if this love is not meant to be,
If a hearts not ready to open-if the hearts not ready to open
If the naked eye won't see-if we make it i won't see
It's broken.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
The Law of the Garbage Truck™ by David J. Pollay
How often do you let other people’s nonsense change your mood? Do you let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee ruin your day? Unless you’re the Terminator, you’re probably set back on your heels. However, the mark of your success is how quickly you can refocus on what’s important in your life. Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. And I learned it in the back of a New York City taxi cab. Here’s what happened.
I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We were driving in the right lane when all of a sudden, a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, the car skidded, the tires squealed, and at the very last moment our car stopped just one inch from the other car’s back-end.
I couldn’t believe it. But then I couldn’t believe what happened next. The driver of the other car, the guy who almost caused a big accident, whipped his head around and he started yelling bad words at us. How do I know? Ask any New Yorker, some words in New York come with a special face. And for emphasis, he threw in a one finger salute, as if his words were not enough.
But then here’s what really blew me away. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was friendly. So, I said, “Why did you just do that!? This guy could have killed us!” And this is when my taxi driver told me what I now call, “The Law of the Garbage Truck™.” He said:
Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they look for a place to dump it. And if you let them, they’ll dump it on you.
So when someone wants to dump on you, don’t take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Believe me. You’ll be happier.
So I started thinking, how often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do I take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the street? It was then that I said, “I don’t want their garbage and I’m not going to spread it anymore.”
I began to see Garbage Trucks. Like in the movie “The Sixth Sense,” the little boy said, “I see Dead People.” Well now “I see Garbage Trucks.” I see the load they’re carrying. I see them coming to dump it. And like my taxi driver, I don’t take it personally; I just smile, wave, wish them well, and I move on.
One of my favourite football players of all time is Walter Payton. Every day on the football field, after being tackled, he would jump up as quickly as he hit the ground. He never dwelled on a hit. Payton was ready to make the next play his best. Over the years the best players from around the world in every sport have played this way: Tiger Woods, Nadia Comaneci, Muhammad Ali, Bjorn Borg, Chris Evert, Michael Jordan, and Pele are just some of those players. And the most inspiring leaders have lived this way: Nelson Mandela, Mother Theresa, Gandhi, and Martin Luther King.
See, Roy Baumeister, a psychology researcher from Florida State University, found in his extensive research that you remember bad things more often than good things in your life. You store the bad memories more easily, and you recall them more frequently.
So the odds are against you when a Garbage Truck comes your way. But when you follow The Law of the Garbage Truck™, you take back control of your life. You make room for the good by letting go of the bad.
The best leaders know that they have to be ready for their next meeting. The best sales people know that they have to be ready for their next client. And the best parents know that they have to be ready to welcome their children home from school with hugs and kisses, no matter how many garbage trucks they might have faced that day. All of us know that we have to be fully present, and at our best for the people we care about.
The bottom line is that successful people do not let Garbage Trucks take over their lives.
What about you? What would happen in your life, starting today, if you let more garbage trucks pass you by?
Here’s my bet: You’ll be happier.
You have a choice. Make it today.
Have a Garbage Free Day! ™
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Motionchild & Will Holland feat. Tiff Lacey - Arctic Kiss (Andy Blueman Remix)
You left me deep within with an arctic kiss
The time has gone away
Like a distant memory
I feel a chance has come and passed me by
Stealing like a comet across the sky
And in its tail are the remnants of our life
Sparkling just like diamonds in the night
So many reasons why ... so many reasons why ...
You left me deep within
You left me with an arctic kiss
You close the door behind you, locked and left the key
There's no turning back for me, no turning back
So many reasons why ... so many reasons why ...
The time has gone away
Like a distant memory
I feel a chance has come and passed me by
Stealing like a comet across the sky
And in its tail are the remnants of our life
Sparkling just like diamonds in the night
So many reasons why ... so many reasons why ...
You left me deep within
You left me with an arctic kiss
You close the door behind you, locked and left the key
There's no turning back for me, no turning back
So many reasons why ... so many reasons why ...
Andy Moor feat. Carrie Skipper - She Moves
Sometimes you’re lost
You find you’re on your own
When you look and see the life that you could lead
She won’t let you down
She’ll show you how to love
And she’ll take away the world that you believed
So take those fears away
And live just for today
Open up and let your love shine through
She might never know
If you don’t ever show her
You’ve got to show her how good it feels
Don’t be shy
Cause she looks to you
And you’ll find
She moves
Don’t be shy
Cause she looks to you
And you’ll find
She’s drawn to you
Sometimes you’re torn
And you are broken
And it takes a lot to get back on your feet
But in your heart
She gives you that feeling
And it pushes you to where you want to be
So take those fears away
And live just for today
Open up and let your love shine through
Cause she might never know
If you don’t ever show her
You’ve got to show her how good it feels
Don’t be shy
Cause she looks to you
And you’ll find
She moves
Don’t be shy
Cause she looks to you
And you’ll find
She’s drawn
Don’t be shy
Cause she looks to you
And you’ll find
She moves
Don’t be shy
Cause she looks to you
And you’ll find
Monday, April 4, 2011
The Tip
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
"How much is an ice cream sundae?"
"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the number of coins in it.
"How much is a dish of plain ice cream?" he inquired.
Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a bit impatient.
"Thirty-five cents," she said brusquely.
The little boy again counted the coins.
"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed. When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies - her tip
A box full of kisses
The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."
The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
The Gift
A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box.
Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily,he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book.
Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care things. When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart.
He began to search his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words...PAID IN FULL.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box.
Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily,he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy book.
Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care things. When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart.
He began to search his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words...PAID IN FULL.
The window
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should hehave all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn't seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence--deathly silence.
The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away--no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.
Moral of the story:
The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice...it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. It is not a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.
The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits. If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should hehave all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn't seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence--deathly silence.
The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away--no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.
Moral of the story:
The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice...it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. It is not a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.
The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits. If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.
The boy with a temper
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. And a verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. People are much more valuable than an old fence. They make us smile. They help us succeed. Some will even become friends who share our joys, and support us through bad times. And, if they trust us, they will also open their hearts to us. That means we need to treat everyone with love and respect. We need to prevent as many of those scars as we can."
The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. And a verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. People are much more valuable than an old fence. They make us smile. They help us succeed. Some will even become friends who share our joys, and support us through bad times. And, if they trust us, they will also open their hearts to us. That means we need to treat everyone with love and respect. We need to prevent as many of those scars as we can."
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Taking care of a friend
A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.
"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me."
"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."
"There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."
"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."
"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."
"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."
At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.
"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me."
"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."
"There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."
"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."
"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."
"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."
At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.
5 more minutes
While at the park one day, a woman sat down next to a man on a bench near a playground.
“That’s my son over there,” she said, pointing to a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding down the slide.
“He’s a fine looking boy” the man said. “That’s my daughter on the bike in the white dress.”
Then, looking at his watch, he called to his daughter. “What do you say we go, Melissa?”
Melissa pleaded, “Just five more minutes, Dad. Please? Just five more minutes.”
The man nodded and Melissa continued to ride her bike to her heart’s content. Minutes passed and the father stood and called again to his daughter. “Time to go now?”
Again Melissa pleaded, “Five more minutes, Dad. Just five more minutes.”
The man smiled and said, “OK.”
“My, you certainly are a patient father,” the woman responded.
The man smiled and then said, “Her older brother Tommy was killed by a drunk driver last year while he was riding his bike near here. I never spent much time with Tommy and now I’d give anything for just five more minutes with him. I’ve vowed not to make the same mistake with Melissa.
She thinks she has five more minutes to ride her bike. The truth is, I get Five more minutes to watch her play.”
Life is all about making priorities, what are your priorities?
Give someone you love 5 more minutes of your time today!
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