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stay hungry. stay foolish.
George Gershwin
Summertime lyrics
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh, Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by
Summertime lyrics
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh, Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by
танкер Минусинск. на палубе дежурил моряк неопределённого пола, округлый, находящийся как будто не здесь.
на судне было тихо и пустынно. Старпом был маленького роста, волосатый, с большой головой и был похож на карлика из Twin Peaks.
на отходе капитан отказался подписать грузовые документы из-за разницы в замерах, сказал "сидите и ждите. я доложил начальству, как они скажут, так и сделаю". Я надеялся, что ему не скажут выкинуть экспедиторов за борт. На стене была кнопка с надписью "вызов буфетчика". буфетчик бросает вызов.
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There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.
Nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time.
Nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
All you need is love.
There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.
Nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time.
Nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
All you need is love.
хоть кино снимай:
I am Mrs.Ernestine Mark Sulak,the wife of Mr.Mark.N.Sulak,we have our NGO in Hong Kong working as social workers to Asia for twenty years now before my husband died in the year 2006.We were married for more than twenty four years without a child. My Husband died after a brief illness that lasted for only four days. Before his death we both got born-again as dedicated Christians. Since his death I decided not to re-marry or get a child outside my matrimonial home which the Bible is strongly against.We have our company account which amount the total sum of $22 Million USD (Twenty Million United States Dollars) deposited in a bank at London.
Presently, I'm in a hospital where I have been undergoing treatment for throat cancer since past eight months to this effect i have had throat cancer surgery twice.I have since lost my ability to talk and my doctors have told me that I have only a few weeks to live. It is my last wish to see this money distributed to charity organizations and NGO anywhere in the World in helping human race especially in tropical Africa/Asia and other parts of the world since my doctor have indirectly informed me that i have little or no life.
Haven known my health condition,I decided to donate this $22 Million USD (Twenty Million United States Dollars to you so that you can help me continue my late husband wish of propagating the work of God to the less privileged,NGO's and mostly to the orphans.It is by the grace of God that I received Christ, having known the truth; I had no choice than to do what is lawful and just in the sight of God for eternal life and in the sight of man for witness of God & His Mercies and glory upon my life.
I await your quick reply to this mail so as to direct you to my Attorney before any thing happens to me as the doctor said.Please contact me through my private email here [ markernestine@asylum.com ]
Remain Blessed.
Mrs. Mark Sulak.
I am Mrs.Ernestine Mark Sulak,the wife of Mr.Mark.N.Sulak,we have our NGO in Hong Kong working as social workers to Asia for twenty years now before my husband died in the year 2006.We were married for more than twenty four years without a child. My Husband died after a brief illness that lasted for only four days. Before his death we both got born-again as dedicated Christians. Since his death I decided not to re-marry or get a child outside my matrimonial home which the Bible is strongly against.We have our company account which amount the total sum of $22 Million USD (Twenty Million United States Dollars) deposited in a bank at London.
Presently, I'm in a hospital where I have been undergoing treatment for throat cancer since past eight months to this effect i have had throat cancer surgery twice.I have since lost my ability to talk and my doctors have told me that I have only a few weeks to live. It is my last wish to see this money distributed to charity organizations and NGO anywhere in the World in helping human race especially in tropical Africa/Asia and other parts of the world since my doctor have indirectly informed me that i have little or no life.
Haven known my health condition,I decided to donate this $22 Million USD (Twenty Million United States Dollars to you so that you can help me continue my late husband wish of propagating the work of God to the less privileged,NGO's and mostly to the orphans.It is by the grace of God that I received Christ, having known the truth; I had no choice than to do what is lawful and just in the sight of God for eternal life and in the sight of man for witness of God & His Mercies and glory upon my life.
I await your quick reply to this mail so as to direct you to my Attorney before any thing happens to me as the doctor said.Please contact me through my private email here [ markernestine@asylum.com ]
Remain Blessed.
Mrs. Mark Sulak.
"Riders Patrick Rizzo and Noah Sakamoto bomb down Claremont Canyon."
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a must: http://francisandthelights.muxtape.com/
On a train.
Of all the pretty faces in the crowd
Or in my mind
Of all the pretty places I could go
There isn't one I wouldn't leave behind
And go out, on a train
On a train
Said of all the pretty girls I have met
There is only one
If I could get the chance
To do it all over again
I'd do it on a train
On a train
And of all the pretty things I could say
I could write them down and send them away
I think I might rather just slip away
On a train
On a train
On a train.
Of all the pretty faces in the crowd
Or in my mind
Of all the pretty places I could go
There isn't one I wouldn't leave behind
And go out, on a train
On a train
Said of all the pretty girls I have met
There is only one
If I could get the chance
To do it all over again
I'd do it on a train
On a train
And of all the pretty things I could say
I could write them down and send them away
I think I might rather just slip away
On a train
On a train
вчера гуляли с Анитой у Балтийского вокзала. Там снежные скульптуры, горки для детей, шум, суета. В друг слышу знакомый, казалось, голос: "Андрей!"
Обернулся, не понимаю.
Снова "Андреей!"
Смотрю по всем сторонам.
Опять: "Андрей, бери медведя и пошли домой!"
Не меня.
Обернулся, не понимаю.
Снова "Андреей!"
Смотрю по всем сторонам.
Опять: "Андрей, бери медведя и пошли домой!"
Не меня.
интересно, понятие "massive consumption" уходит в историю?
Lily Allen, "The Fear"
I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and I want a fuck load of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them
I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how were meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear
Life’s about film stars and less about mothers
It’s all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic
and that’s what makes my life so f***ing fantastic
And I am a weapon of massive consumption
and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah were on to a winner
Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner
Lily Allen, "The Fear"
I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and I want a fuck load of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them
I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless
‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how were meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear
Life’s about film stars and less about mothers
It’s all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic
and that’s what makes my life so f***ing fantastic
And I am a weapon of massive consumption
and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah were on to a winner
Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner
Крамской Иван Николаевич, "Христос в пустыне" 1878.
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«Мой Бог – Христос, - писал Крамской, - потому что Он сам справился с дьяволом. Он черпает силу в Себе Самом…»… Искушения овладевают человеком постепенно, как ржавчина. Поддался один раз, поддался другой… И наступает третий соблазн. Соблазн самодостаточности и самодовольства. Он так и называется «Я сам!». Иногда в это шапкозакидательство впадают целые народы, когда ни один человек не находит в себе силы сказать «Не искушай Господа!». Тогда спасти людей могут только крестные страдания…
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«Мой Бог – Христос, - писал Крамской, - потому что Он сам справился с дьяволом. Он черпает силу в Себе Самом…»… Искушения овладевают человеком постепенно, как ржавчина. Поддался один раз, поддался другой… И наступает третий соблазн. Соблазн самодостаточности и самодовольства. Он так и называется «Я сам!». Иногда в это шапкозакидательство впадают целые народы, когда ни один человек не находит в себе силы сказать «Не искушай Господа!». Тогда спасти людей могут только крестные страдания…
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On May 7, 1824, Ludwig van Beethoven experienced what must certainly have been the greatest public triumph of his career. The audience which gathered at the Hoftheater adjacent to the Vienna Kärtnertor heard not only the abridged local premiere of Beethoven's Missa Solemnis (the Kyrie, Credo, and Gloria were given) and Op. 124 Overture, but also the first performance of the composer's 'Choral' Symphony. The event was a rousing success; indeed, one of the most moving accounts of Beethoven's final years describes how the profoundly deaf composer, unable to hear the colossal response of his admirers, had to be turned around by one of the soloists so that he could see the hundreds of clapping hands!
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"To Joy" (German: An die Freude, in English often called Ode to Joy) is an ode written in 1785 by the German poet, playwright and historian Friedrich Schiller. The poem celebrates the ideal of unity and brotherhood of all mankind. It is best known for its musical setting by Ludwig van Beethoven in the final movement of his Ninth Symphony (completed in 1824), a choral symphony for four solo voices, chorus, and orchestra.
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Фридрих Шиллер
Ода к радости
Перевод И. Миримского
Радость, пламя неземное,
Райский дух, слетевший к нам, опьяненные тобою
Мы вошли в твой светлый храм.
Ты сближаешь без усилья
Всех разрозненных враждой,
Там, где ты раскинешь крылья,
Люди – братья меж собой.
Хор
Обнимитесь, миллионы!
Слейтесь в радости одной!
Там, над звёздною страной, -
Бог, в любви пресуществлённый!
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"To Joy" (German: An die Freude, in English often called Ode to Joy) is an ode written in 1785 by the German poet, playwright and historian Friedrich Schiller. The poem celebrates the ideal of unity and brotherhood of all mankind. It is best known for its musical setting by Ludwig van Beethoven in the final movement of his Ninth Symphony (completed in 1824), a choral symphony for four solo voices, chorus, and orchestra.
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Фридрих Шиллер
Ода к радости
Перевод И. Миримского
Радость, пламя неземное,
Райский дух, слетевший к нам, опьяненные тобою
Мы вошли в твой светлый храм.
Ты сближаешь без усилья
Всех разрозненных враждой,
Там, где ты раскинешь крылья,
Люди – братья меж собой.
Хор
Обнимитесь, миллионы!
Слейтесь в радости одной!
Там, над звёздною страной, -
Бог, в любви пресуществлённый!
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