Poems....And quotes.....

:cool heres a poem and I feel quite dated after because I still think hard drive is somewhere to park the car!!!!!"am I wrong?"!!:-D

Life Before Computers

An Application was for employment,
A program was a TV show.
A cursor used profanity,
A keyboard was a piano!

Compress was something you did to garbage,
Not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public,
Youd be in jail for a while!

Log on was adding wood to a fire,
Hard drive was a long trip on the road.
A mouse pad was where a mice lived,
And a backup happened to your commode!

Cut - you did with a pocket knife,
Paste - you did with glue.
A web was a spiders home,
And a virus was the flu!

Hope that you all enjoy Happy holidays to each and everyone of you!!!!

Maximus Relaximus......major

 

I love Teresa and her poem:

To live of love, it is to know no fear;
No memory of past faults can I recall;
No imprint of my sins remaineth here;
The fire of Love divine effaces all.

- St Teresa Avila “To Live of Love”

 

My favorite sayings:

Growing old is inevitable, growing up is optional

Life is a learning session

Trust what you feel

I can slow down and still succeed

Don't say yes when you mean no

I humbly accept my limits

We can only give away to others what we have inside

Other people can not meet our needs unless we tell them what our needs are

I am not young enough to know everything

People avoid change until the pain of remaining the same is greater than the pain of changing

Each time you judge yourself, you break your own heart

 

A few of my favorites:

Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it. ~Buddha



The superior man, when resting in safety, does not forget that danger may come. When in a state of security he does not forget the possibility of ruin. When all is orderly, he does not forget that disorder may come. Thus his person is not endangered, and his States and all their clans are preserved. - Confucius



What work I have done I have done because it has been play. If it had been work I shouldn't have done it. Who was it who said, "Blessed is the man who has found his work"? Whoever it was he had the right idea in his mind. Mark you, he says his work--not somebody else's work. The work that is really a man's own work is play and not work at all. Cursed is the man who has found some other man's work and cannot lose it. When we talk about the great workers of the world we really mean the great players of the world. The fellows who groan and sweat under the weary load of toil that they bear never can hope to do anything great. How can they when their souls are in a ferment of revolt against the employment of their hands and brains? The product of slavery, intellectual or physical, can never be great. - Mark Twain.



There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills. - Buddha



I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. - Frank Herbert



Much that was called religion has carried an unconscious attitude of hostility toward life. True religion must teach that life is filled with joys pleasing to the eye of God, that knowledge without action is empty. All men must see that the teaching of religion by rules and rote is largely a hoax. The proper teaching is recognized with ease. You can know it without fail because it awakens within you that sensations which tells you this is something you've always known. - Frank Herbert



I'm going to rub your faces in things you try to avoid. I don't find it strange that all you want to believe is only that which comforts you. How else do humans invent the traps which betray us into mediocrity? How else do we define cowardice? Frank Herbert



Confine yourself to observing and you always miss the point of your own life. The object can be stated this way: Live the best life you can. Life is a game whose rules you learn if you leap into it and play it to the hilt. Otherwise, you are caught off balance, continually surprised by the shifting play. Non-players often whine and complain that luck always passes them by. They refuse to see that they can create some of their own luck. - Frank Herbert



It is not the critic who counts, nor the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows great enthusiasms, great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those timid souls who hiker on snowy mountain know neither victory nor defeat.
- Theodore Roosevelt



Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the greater is their power to harm us. ~Voltaire



Watch a man in times of... adversity to discover what kind of man he is; for then at last words of truth are drawn from the depths of his heart, and the mask is torn off. ~Lucretius, On the Nature of Things

 

Kudos to ACE 256, ref:

"Life is thickly sown with thorns, and I know no other remedy than to pass quickly through them. The longer we dwell on our misfortunes, the greater is their power to harm us." ~Voltaire


I came across this quote many, many years ago . . . and I have found it to be very true - I have tried to follow it in my life. I strive to learn from my errors but not dwell on them. I am sometimes successful in this.

Looking back causes you to stumble as you push ahead.

 

I love this thread! Nice break after dealing with confuser issue for 6 hours...

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
Marianne Willliamson ( Nelson Mandela used it in his speech, but Marianne created it)

All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible.T.E. Lawrence

Pericles
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.

 

I like this poem...

I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life, and it doesn't have much time
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low

When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me

Can it be there's been some sort of an error?
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream?

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying?
After all am I not afraid of dying?
Don't I believe that there never is an end?

As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?

As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul 'cause it's willing to fly away

Mark my words I believe my soul lives on
Don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth

When you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion

Hallowed be Thy name

It's the lyrics to Iron Maiden's "Hallowed Be Thy Name"

 

Bhudda and Frank Herbert. Two of my personal favorites.

Here is a link to Coda, by Ray Bradbury. He wrote it as an addendum to Fareheit 451, and I loved it the day I laid eyes on it Sophomore year.

http://www.rjgeib.com/thoughts/451/451.html

 

There is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, that it ill behooves any of us to find fault with the rest of us.

James Truslow Adams

 

To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others.
Anne-Sophie Swetchine

 

one thing is certain this life flies, one thing is certain this life dies

 

All excellent! Thank you.

My most favorite quote:

"Whether you can observe a thing or not depends on the theory which you use. It is the theory which decides what can be observed". Albert Einstein

 

I remember, I remember,
The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun
Came peeping through at morn,
He never came a wink to soon,
Nor brought too long a day,
But now, I often wish the night
Had borne my breath away.

I remember I remember,
The roses red and white;
The Violets and the Lily cups;
Those floweres made of light!
The Lilacs where the robin built,
and where my brother set
the laburnum on his birthday
the tree is living yet!

I remember I remember,
Where I used to swing;
And thought the air must rushas fresh
To swallows on the wing;
My spirits flew in feathers then,
That is so heavy now,
And summer pools could hardly cool!
The fever on my brow.

I remember I remember,
The fir trees dark and high;
I used to think their slender tops
Where close against the sky;
It was a childish ignorance,
But now tis little joy
To know I'm father off from heaven
Than when I was a boy.

 

This was written by a very good close friend of mine:

I AM GOING TO FLY 3-25-09

I AM GOING TO FLY TO THIS TIP OF THIS BLUE SKY, JUST A FEW WHITE CLOUDS SHINING DEEP AND BRIGHT, I AM GOING TO LIVE, UNTIL ITS MY TURN TO DIE,AND WHEN THAT DAY COMES, WHEN IT COMES, IM STILL GONNA FLY ...

I DONT NEED TO BE A BIRD, DONT NEED AIRPLANE WINGS, MY IMAGINATION IS STRONG AND BETTER THAN THOSE THINGS, I CAN FLY WHERE I WANT, AND FEEL THE CRISP WIND BLOW, AND WHEN GOD CALLS ME, ILL KNOW ITS MY TIME TO GO,IM GOING TO FLY WHERE MY SPIRIT FLIES, I AM GOING TO LIVE, I AM GOING TO LIVE, ITS NOT MY TURN TO DIE...

WELL MY HEARTS STILL STRONG, SHES BEATING DEEP IN MY CHEST, I HEAR THAT SOMETHING IS WRONG, THE NEWS IS HARD TO DIGEST, BECAUSE THE SUN IS STILL BRIGHT, THE MOON STILL BEAUTIFUL AND SWEET, AND MY SOUL A PART OF IT, AND I GOT NO PLANS TO RETREAT
IM GOING TO FLY, EVERY DAY, EVERY NIGHT, I AM GOING TO LIVE, I AM GOING TO LIVE, IM NOT EVER REALLY GOING TO DIE...
IM JUST A SPIRIT OF LIGHT, DRIVING A BODY OF FLESH, I TAKE CARE OF MY BODY, YES I DO MY BEST, BUT WHEN THE PLANE BREAKS DOWN, IM GOING TO KEEP FLYING STRONG, WHATEVER HAPPENS ON THE TABLE, MY SPIRIT WILL LIVE ON..
I AM GOING TO FLY TO THIS TIP OF THIS BLUE SKY, JUST A FEW WHITE CLOUDS SHINING DEEP AND BRIGHT, I AM GOING TO LIVE, UNTIL ITS MY TURN TO DIE, AND WHEN THAT DAY COMES, WHEN IT COMES, IM STILL GONNA FLY ... "

 

Great poem by your friend, TeeCee. Moving, but sounds ominous. There's a darker message. Hope not.

 

When any master holds
Twixt chin and hand a violin of mine,
He will be glad Stradivari lived.
And while God gives them skill
I give them instruments to play upon,
God choosing me to help him.
If my hand had slacked
I should rob God
Leaving a blank instead of violins,
Tis God gives skill,
But without mens hands;
He could not make Antonio Stadiviari's violins
Without Antinio.