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silviu vasile

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Attopoet Jurist, inginer si scriitor. The greatest weapon anyone can use against us is our own mind. By preying on the doubts and uncertainties that already lurk there. Are we true to to ourselves? Or do we live for the expectations of others? And if we are open and honest, can we ever truly be loved? Can we find the courage to release our deepest secrets, or in the end are we all unknowable... even to ourselves.

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Taneda SantôkaTS

Taneda Santôka

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Taneda Santōka, birth name: Taneda Shōichi; 3 December 1882 - 11 October 1940) was the pen-name of a Japanese author and haiku poet. He is known for his free verse haiku. Santoka, an ordained Zen priest, after spending most of his life wandering all over the country as a begging monk, chose to settle in Matsuyama only to die 10 months later. The humble cottage where he dwelt -- Isso-an (A Blade of Grass Hermitage) is preserved north of Ehime University. His books and documents are also preserved in Shiki Memorial Museum. "In February of 1929 I received ordination as a monk and became resident priest at Mitori Kannon-do in the countryside of Kumamoto Prefecture. It was truly a solitary forest life (sanrin dokuju); as for quietness it was quiet, as for loneliness it was lonely -- such a life it was." (Taneda Santoka - from "Sômokutô") The Zen he was ultimately to practice, however, though traditional, was unusual. It was the Zen of solitary walking. The open road was to become...

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Stefan CiobanasuSC

Stefan Ciobanasu

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Which way is the right path, as I stand upon This chaotic crossroads of hate... How many ways are there to roam On this dark and damned road of fate... "There are many ways, my son, to find where the souls of demons remain...But it takes only one second of despair and of doubt Until at last, your soul, they will gain... Inherit these lands, these things, these dreams That are yours, forever, to adore... For there is no life, in the depths of chaos, my son, For you to explore... C. Vincent Metzen - 'The Initiate' All I ever craved were the two dreams I shared with you. One I now have, will the other one ever dream remain. For yours I truly wish to be. Nightwish - Ever Dream

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Trinity of Health: Your Whole Life

de Carmen Harra

\"We have all been taught that good nutrition will generate good health; but in the speeding blur that races through our day to day lives, very few are aware that we must reconnect with both...

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Nights in Melbourne

de Bianca

FADE IN EXT. RANDOM LANDSCAPE– DAY (BACKGROUND MUSIC: SAVAGE GARDEN- TRULY MADLY DEEPLY) The sun sets. The clouds are moving slowly, covering big parts of the sky. CHRISTIE V.O. Dear diary, I don’t...

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My way

de Radu Tudor Ciornei

And now, the end is here And so I face the final curtain My friend, I\'ll say it clear I\'ll state my case, of which I\'m certain I\'ve lived a life that\'s full I traveled each and ev\'ry highway...

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The Apocalyptic Subculture of a Woman\'s Man

de Ohm

Where can I begin? Where will it end? Well, either in the year 2003 or the year 2006, most likely the latter. The remaining timeline grows thinner as the world grows fatter. It doesn\'t matter,...

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Hamlet

de William Shakespeare

HAMLET DRAMATIS PERSONAE (PAGINA 2) ACT I SCENE II A room of state in the castle. [Enter KING CLAUDIUS, QUEEN GERTRUDE, HAMLET, POLONIUS, LAERTES, VOLTIMAND, CORNELIUS, Lords, and Attendants] KING...

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Another On The Same

de John Milton

Here lieth one who did most truly prove, That he could never die while he could move, So hung his destiny never to rot While he might still jogg on, and keep his trot, Made of sphear-metal, never to...

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Scurtă baladă a deliciilor mele

de Adrian Firica

\"It is time that Romania gets a dance house with a truly international focus. Keeping that in view it is crucial to have a transparent, democratic and international decision making process that...

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I dream

de Crăița Șerbănescu

I dream of things that can not be I dream and in my dreams I fly And that is me or that is I But matters not of dreams or real It is the way I truly feel And deep inside I know of love And in the sky...

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Song

de Ezra Pound

Love thou thy dream All base love scorning, Love thou the wind And here take warning That dreams alone can truly be, For \'tis in dream I come to thee. From \"A Lume Spento\", 1908

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why?

de blue

why it’s love a sweet nightmare, but we still dream? why it’s the soul empty and our thoughts unclean? why to be a product of love when you’ll never get love? why we die, if our...

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Always on my mind

de George

You are always on my mind You are so sweet and caring Sweetheart, you are one of a kind You are on my mind day and night When I sleep, I always dream of you Knowing everything will work out right I...

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A Better Resurrection

de Christina Rossetti

I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numbed too much for hopes or fears. Look right, look left, I dwell alone; I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief No everlasting...

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I Left A Woman Waiting

de Leonard Cohen

I left a woman waiting I met her sometime later She said, I see your eyes are dead What happened to you, lover? What happened to you, my lover? What happened to you, lover? What happened to you? And...

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Sonnet XXI

de William Shakespeare

So is it not with me as with that Muse Stirr\'d by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven itself for ornament doth use And every fair with his fair doth rehearse Making a couplement of proud...

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My November Guest

de Robert Frost

My Sorrow, when she\'s here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree; She walks the sodden pasture lane. Her pleasure will...

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Sonnet LXXVII

de William Shakespeare

Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste; The vacant leaves thy mind\'s imprint will bear, And of this book this learning mayst thou taste. The wrinkles...

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Sonnet LXXXII

de William Shakespeare

I grant thou wert not married to my Muse And therefore mayst without attaint o\'erlook The dedicated words which writers use Of their fair subject, blessing every book Thou art as fair in knowledge...

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