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Adam Drucker

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The power of word and a child\'s imagination walk their way through Doseone\'s works creating music described by Urb as \"so indelible you may have to physically turn it off and take a breather.\" From his sought after release \'Hemispheres\' to his poetic soundscape \'Slow Death\', his releases have overflowed with such style that it prompted one reviewer to dub him \"an artist who may turn out to be one of our generation\'s most important.\" One of hiphop\'s most prolific artists, he is the driving force behind Themselves, Deep Puddle Dynamics, cLOUDDEAD, and Greenthink and has provided guest vocals for a slew of other notable releases. From an east coast birth, to a midwest education, and now a westcoast lease, its full circle and all heart. \"Some kids just gotta be different, and some kids just gotta be Doseone.\" - Vice

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Radu Contes

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The beginning of my childhood was profoundly marked by one of my grandfather’s passions – literature. For him reading, living, the writings of so many did not seem to be enough, so he began writing his own stories that still echo in my memory and in my heart. I remember that one day I went to him and asked “What are you writing about?”. Looking at me for only a second and returning his eyes at the ink stained notebook he answered: “My life”. Regretful, I confess that that was the last dialogue we had. After that I began reading, reading everything he was writing. Two years after his death, I had met someone who changed everything. I stopped reading and began writing myself. It was such a new feeling. It seemed to be never ending. It still feels. Since the first time, you may think I am exaggerating, but it really was the first time I saw her when I felt this sudden urge of writing. Words like “Thank you” seem meaningless compared to the things that you have done for me.

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Robert Browning

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Robert Browning was born on May 7, 1812 in Camberwell, which is south of London. His birthday falls within a couple of months of the births of Dickens and Thackeray. He was the eldest of 2 children, born to Robert and Sarah Anna Browning. His father was a bank clerk. He attended London University for a short while in 1828, but received most of his education by readinghis from his father\'s library. His first poem, Pauline, was published when he was 21. It was soon followed by Paracelsus (1835) and Sordello (1840). A year later, Pippa Passes, the first in a series entitled Bells and Pomegranates was published; the remaining seven parts appeared between 1841-46. In 1846, Browning eloped with Elizabeth Barrett and lived with her in Italy until his death in 1861. Various difficulties made the poet\'s requested burial in Florence impossible, and his body was returned to England to be interred in Westminster Abbey. The they left you for their pleasure: till in due time, one by one, Some...

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Pete Brown

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(b 25 Dec. \'40, London) Poet, lyricist, singer, producer, percussionist. Active on London jazz-poetry scene early \'60s, then worked with Cream, writing lyrics for hits \'Sunshine Of Your Love\', \'White Room\', \'I Feel Free\', \'Politician\' etc which he said would pay the rent for the rest of his life. After Cream split \'68 he continued to work with Jack Bruce (see his entry), also his own Jazz Poetry \'66, A Meal You Can Shake Hands With In The Dark \'69 (as Pete Brown and His Battered Ornaments, Chris Spedding on guitar), Things May Come And Things May Go, But The Art School Dance Goes On Forever \'72, and Thousands On A Raft \'70 (as Pete Brown and Piblokto, with Jim Mullen). He worked with other groups; an album of demos by Back To The Front was later issued. He co-led Bond and Brown with Graham Bond \'72 (see Bond\'s entry); was part-time A&R and producer for Deram \'73--5; well-received poetry album The Not Forgotten Association \'73 had backing incl. Viv Stanshall on tuba....

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Agape Stefan Daniel

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manolache etelca

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Boboc Claudia

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You are looking a way to change your life

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Kiss Andrei

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If you can understand the me then I can understand the you!

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Edward NygmaEN

Edward Nygma

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Once you open yourself to enigmas you see things differently...

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IdealLoveI

IdealLove

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WhereThereIsNoBeginningToTheBeginningAndNoEndToTheEnd you, Matrix, could always take me in but not for long forIrunAcrossTheSpheresLikeTheLightOfAnUnbornIdealLove evoLa del I

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You may forget but

de Sappho

You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us *** Tu ai putea să uiți de noi dar să nu uiți: cineva într-o bună zi se va gândi la noi!

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life teachings

de Cristina

1.Give others more than they expect you to give and do this with joy. 2.Learn by heart your favorite poem. 3.Don’t believe all you here, don’t spent all you have and don’t sleep as much as you want....

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The Self-Seeker

de Robert Frost

Willis, I didn\'t want you here to-day: The lawyer\'s coming for the company. I\'m going to sell my soul, or, rather, feet. Five hundred dollars for the pair, you know.\" \"With you the feet have...

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Life\'s Turn

de Bledea Ovidiu

Even though the moon\'s the same Shining down on tips of trees, Its rays of weak glow Light a chaotic quietness, Which echoes deep in my soul Off the walls of the emptyness that you left; None of...

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House with no door

de Peter Hamill

There\'s a house with no door and I\'m living there at nights it gets so cold and the days are hard to bear inside. There\'s a house with no roof, so the rain creeps in, falling through my head as I...

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Dracula

de Bram Stoker

Chapter 13 - Dr. Seward\'s Diary The funeral was arranged for the next succeeding day, so that Lucy and her mother might be buried together. I attended to all the ghastly formalities, and the urbane...

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The Use and Abuse of History

de Friedrich Nietzsche

The Use and Abuse of History (1878) By Friedrich Nietzsche Forward \"Incidentally, I despise everything which merely instructs me without increasing or immediately enlivening my activity.\" These are...

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Gnomic Verses

de William Blake

i Great things are done when men and mountains meet; This is not done by jostling in the street. ii To God If you have form\'d a circle to go into, Go into it yourself, and see how you would do. iii...

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Proverbs of Hell

de William Blake

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plough over the bones of the dead. The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid...

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Sonnet LXXII

de William Shakespeare

O, lest the world should task you to recite What merit lived in me, that you should love After my death, dear love, forget me quite, For you in me can nothing worthy prove; Unless you would devise...

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