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Only difference between those two, 2020, is that Hitler forgot to smile and always be polite and friendly to people, whilst burning 6 million in the gas chambers.
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19:24 And again I say unto you, It is easier for a camel to go through
the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of
God.
KING RICHARD II: I have been studying how I may compare
This prison where I live unto the world:
And for because the world is populous
And here is not a creature but myself,
I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out.
My brain I'll prove the female to my soul,
My soul the father; and these two beget
A generation of still-breeding thoughts,
And these same thoughts people this little world,
In humours like the people of this world,
For no thought is contented. The better sort,
As thoughts of things divine, are intermix'd
With scruples and do set the word itself
Against the word:
As thus, 'Come, little ones,' and then again,
'It is as hard to come as for a camel
To thread the postern of a small needle's eye.'
Thoughts tending to ambition, they do plot
Unlikely wonders; how these vain weak nails
May tear a passage through the flinty ribs
Of this hard world, my ragged prison walls,
And, for they cannot, die in their own pride.
Thoughts tending to content flatter themselves
That they are not the first of fortune's slaves,
Nor shall not be the last; like silly beggars
Who sitting in the stocks refuge their shame,
That many have and others must sit there;
And in this thought they find a kind of ease,
Bearing their own misfortunes on the back
Of such as have before endured the like.
Thus play I in one person many people,
And none contented: sometimes am I king;
Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar,
And so I am: then crushing penury
Persuades me I was better when a king;
Then am I king'd again: and by and by
Think that I am unking'd by Bolingbroke,
And straight am nothing: but whate'er I be,
Nor I nor any man that but man is
With nothing shall be pleased, till he be eased
With being nothing. Music do I hear?
Famous line: The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
Your choice?
Hamlet: III, i
Julius Caesar: III, i
Hamlet: III, ii
King Henry VI, part II: IV, ii
answer ? - clue is CV. - but those picking any of the othres also get some pointsFamous line: What do I care about the law? Hain't I got the power?
Your choice?
Cornelius Vanderbilt 1794 - 1877
George W Bush
Julius Caesar: III, i
Elma Fudd
John Wayne
Nero
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CLUES AND GUESS WHO .......
I act like I've seen it, I sound like I mean it, my Forebear got caught in the nud,
I go for long walks wearing big baggy shorts, At 5 foot they drag in the mud,
I stammer when pulling a wabbit from tophats, or core-pwomise carrots from cwud,
half Point for John Howard (the wallflower flowered) , and One if you said ELMA FUDD.
Relevance of the following ? lol - well we all seem to be casting dispersions about this or that politician- thought I'd give you my opinion of the lot of em
CLUES AND GUESS WHO
I'll give you some clues, - (this game is a duzy) - and You have to guess who I mean -....
I love super-unions, I love union super, and Now i'm just plain super keen;
I smile a great deal, I grin with great zeal, I love a good blue but Im green,
Well, Simon Crean gets you a third of a point, for Full points you need MR BEAN.
I act like I've seen it, I sound like I mean it, my Forebear got caught in the nud,
I go for long walks wearing big baggy shorts, At 5 foot they drag in the mud,
I stammer when pulling a wabbit from tophats, or core-pwomise carrots from cwud,
half Point for John Howard (the wallflower flowered) , and One if you said ELMA FUDD.
I'm chubby and jolly, a bit prone to folly, My friends think I act a bit weasily,
I sat on a wall just awaiting the call, My mates pushed me forward quite queezily;
It fell to the caucus, to rabid and raucusly Pull me to pieces quite easily,
The answer is DUMPTY, my Christian name's HUMPTY ,Half points if you wrote down Kim Beazley.
Well Just for a tease, I'll make this one easy- I'm often away out of towner,
I Pulled out a plum from under my tongue, I'm also a bit of a frowner,
I go to Manila to drink my tequila, (but Tans in Jamaica are browner)
I'm little JACK HORNER, the one in the Corner, Half points if you said Alex Downer.
We reckon we're funny, we play with your money, and all the while playing we sing
We're hopeful that Johnny will take "box and money", - that's when his big Super goes "DING!"
We're always upstaging, that's when we're not raging, each other - like Bob Hope and Bing
Ten points for those tries, that said Morcombe and Wise, -
( hey John is there room for the two of us guys? ) - ahh - Abbott / Costello I heard a few cries -
for teamcard of "President/King".
I'm awfully serious, bordering tearious, mainly I talk overseas,
I like my chests hairy - just cant STAND a fairy - I REALLY like swinging in trees,
I'm fighting for Labour - (just found this big sabre) - and kicks to the groin with my knees
Ten points for young Kevin, (now Ruddy's in Heaven) , but my vote's for Tarzan there please.
I dance with caraccas, I also kick nackers, I usually end up on top,
Don't try to resist me, that bloke there just kissed me, I had to say "Ruddy please stop!"
I'm out on the hustings, to sort out my lustings, for power and who gets the chop!
Full marks for "Kung Fu Man", I'm in this race too man, half points for J. Gillard - now hop!!
Who are we? we go out at midday for lunch, By three we're as pissed as a newt, as
Long as we breakfast on egos and talkfest, and squander our share of the loot,
well, "Poly-" means many, and "-tics" are all bloodsuckers ,"Politics" all up the shoot,
Well...
Ten points for HOUSE OF REPS, twenty for SENATE, and Fifty for both - et tu Brute.
I stand here, Richard second, thoughts confusedhttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ganesha
http://dictionary.reference.com/
Hey , if anyone wants to know about a brilliant "word-finder" - ....
also - check quotes (Bible or Shakespeare in particular)
Note that I searched for for the keyword "camel" (and pressed "go get it")
Note also the subtle difference between Matthew 19:24 and Shakespeare's Richard II in the quote about camels and needles eyes etc,
HEY - If the XAO keeps going up !! we're all headed for the other place !! lol - (with Fred Nile's gays lol)
W. Skakespeare said:Richard:-1A. I have been studying how I may compare
This prison where I live unto the world:
And for because the world is populous
And here is not a creature but myself,
I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out.
W. Skakespeare said:Richard:- 2A. My brain I'll prove the female to my soul,
My soul the father; and these two beget
A generation of still-breeding thoughts,
And these same thoughts people this little world,
In humours like the people of this world,
For no thought is contented.
W. Skakespeare said:Richard:- 3A. The better sort,
As thoughts of things divine, are intermix'd
With scruples and do set the word itself
Against the word:
W. Skakespeare said:Richard:- 4A. As thus, 'Come, little ones,' and then again,
'It is as hard to come as for a camel
To thread the postern of a small needle's eye.'.
W. Skakespeare said:Richard:- 5A.Thoughts tending to ambition, they do plot
Unlikely wonders; .
W. Skakespeare said:Richard:- 6A. How these vain weak nails
May tear a passage through the flinty ribs
Of this hard world, my ragged prison walls,
And, for they cannot, die in their own pride.
Thoughts tending to content flatter themselves
That they are not the first of fortune's slaves,
Nor shall not be the last; like silly beggars
Who sitting in the stocks refuge their shame,
That many have and others must sit there;
And in this thought they find a kind of ease,.
W. Skakespeare said:Richard:- 7A. Bearing their own misfortunes on the back
Of such as have before endured the like.
Thus play I in one person many people,
And none contented: sometimes am I king;
Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar,
And so I am: then crushing penury
Persuades me I was better when a king;
Then am I king'd again: and by and by
Think that I am unking'd by Bolingbroke,
And straight am nothing: but whate'er I be,
Nor I nor any man that but man is
With nothing shall be pleased, till he be eased
With being nothing. Music do I hear?.
sounds like he was a practical cloaker to me !Henry II of England (5 March 1133 – 6 July 1189) ruled as Count of Anjou, Duke of Normandy, Duke of Aquitaine, Duke of Gascony, Count of Nantes, and as King of England (1154–1189) and, at various times, controlled parts of Wales, Scotland, eastern Ireland, and western France. His sobriquets include "Curt Mantle" (because of the practical short cloaks he wore), "Fitz Empress," and sometimes "The Lion of Justice," which had also applied to his grandfather Henry I. He ranks as the first of the Plantagenet or Angevin Kings.
Following the disputed reign of King Stephen, Henry's reign saw efficient consolidation. Henry II has acquired a reputation as one of England's greatest medieval kings.
...And should I fail to pass this earthly test
- my camel fails to pass this needle's dot-
I’ll crack a tube of Guinness (it’s the best !!)
and “drive it crackling home to the Camel Lot”
Man Was Made To Mourn: A Dirge 1784
Type: Dirge
When chill November's surly blast
Made fields and forests bare,
One ev'ning, as I wander'd forth
Along the banks of Ayr,
I spied a man, whose aged step
Seem'd weary, worn with care;
His face furrow'd o'er with years,
And hoary was his hair.
"Young stranger, whither wand'rest thou?"
Began the rev'rend sage;
"Does thirst of wealth thy step constrain,
Or youthful pleasure's rage?
Or haply, prest with cares and woes,
Too soon thou hast began
To wander forth, with me to mourn
The miseries of man.
"The sun that overhangs yon moors,
Out-spreading far and wide,
Where hundreds labour to support
A haughty lordling's pride;-
I've seen yon weary winter-sun
Twice forty times return;
And ev'ry time has added proofs,
That man was made to mourn.
"O man! while in thy early years,
How prodigal of time!
Mis-spending all thy precious hours-
Thy glorious, youthful prime!
Alternate follies take the sway;
Licentious passions burn;
Which tenfold force gives Nature's law.
That man was made to mourn.
"Look not alone on youthful prime,
Or manhood's active might;
Man then is useful to his kind,
Supported in his right:
But see him on the edge of life,
With cares and sorrows worn;
Then Age and Want-oh! ill-match'd pair-
Shew man was made to mourn.
"A few seem favourites of fate,
In pleasure's lap carest;
Yet, think not all the rich and great
Are likewise truly blest:
But oh! what crowds in ev'ry land,
All wretched and forlorn,
Thro' weary life this lesson learn,
That man was made to mourn.
"Many and sharp the num'rous ills
Inwoven with our frame!
More pointed still we make ourselves,
Regret, remorse, and shame!
And man, whose heav'n-erected face
The smiles of love adorn, -
Man's inhumanity to man
Makes countless thousands mourn!
"See yonder poor, o'erlabour'd wight,
So abject, mean, and vile,
Who begs a brother of the earth
To give him leave to toil;
And see his lordly fellow-worm
The poor petition spurn,
Unmindful, tho' a weeping wife
And helpless offspring mourn.
"If I'm design'd yon lordling's slave,
By Nature's law design'd,
Why was an independent wish
E'er planted in my mind?
If not, why am I subject to
His cruelty, or scorn?
Or why has man the will and pow'r
To make his fellow mourn?
"Yet, let not this too much, my son,
Disturb thy youthful breast:
This partial view of human-kind
Is surely not the last!
The poor, oppressed, honest man
Had never, sure, been born,
Had there not been some recompense
To comfort those that mourn!
"O Death! the poor man's dearest friend,
The kindest and the best!
Welcome the hour my aged limbs
Are laid with thee at rest!
The great, the wealthy fear thy blow
From pomp and pleasure torn;
But, oh! a blest relief for those
That weary-laden mourn!"
WHAT TO DO ON THE WEEKEND AFTER BLOODY FRIDAY
the dow is in the hands of Fortune – “Bloody Friday” blues!
should we sell or buy? (such torture!!} well - we’ve all weekend to choose
what a brilliant opportunity to study something else
like the character within us and that beast we call “ourself”
(meanwhile Orson claims those beasts we call ourselves?}
... I remember an endless loop that Walter Dickman proposed - we all have massive “reserves” of latent abilities which generally go to the grave with us unused - his proposal then , Release your Latent Abilities (RLA), Get “Job Well Done” feedback, Release more LA, etc loops etc. Here's his website (you have to disclose an email address to enter, but I believe I can vouch for his integrity http://www.positivepath.net/walterdickman.asp
http://www.nationalspeakers.asn.au/NSW_news.html National Speakers of Australia
THE AWESOME PHILOSOPHY OR ORSON WELLES - OF SCULPTING ANY NUMBER OF ACTOR's PARTS FROM YOUR MACRO-SELF
hell we’ve all been sold a pup here , cripes its nothing like its told
wow this acting isn’t addons! – isn’t new stuff! - it’s the old!!
Orson Welles has said in syllables (of one or max of two)
that to act another character, you sculpt away at “you”
I’m "singular and simple" - whereas he claims "sculptor's stone"?!
and he claims my mind's more nimble!? claims I'm many? yet alone?
he claims "fashioned multi-faceted", and claims that "we will learn"
if we “mirror-wander-wonder”, and we “mountain climbing yearn”.
...........................
say, for "tragic-actor" structure, take away the "sense of laughter"
it is that remaining sculpture, it is what’s inside us after!
makeup doesn’t make the lady, and the clothes don’t make the man,
hence our actor carved is less weighty, than we were when "action!" began
only men with deep self knowledge, know their "saint" and "villain" side,
can present to a peer-reviewed-college, as a credible "Jeckle and Hyde",
can appear as a "jealous lover", as a temperament fluid or changed
can appear as a "cop undercover", or a "mobster" who’s mad and deranged.
"multi-talents-untapped" in our psyche, make our soul strangely stable and sound!
It’s brilliant!! (old Orson), I likey!!!, cos it says we’re "unfathomed!, profound!"
..........
and relating it back to us streetfolk, - how gifted’s “pedestrian man”?
find within you, some birdman elite,!! folk! – let your wings full discover their span
and ignoring the talons, release all those talents
and give your self-sculptured self-image more balance -
discover the truth !… that “you can !!”
THE AWESOME PHILOSOPHY OF ORSON WELLES - OF SCULPTING ANY NUMBER OF ACTOR's PARTS FROM YOUR MACRO-SELF
hell we’ve all been sold a pup here , cripes its nothing like it's told
wow this acting isn’t addons! – isn’t new stuff! - it’s the old!!
Orson Welles has said in syllables (of one or max of two)
that to act another character, you sculpt away at “you”
I’m "singular and simple" - whereas he claims "sculptor's stone"?!
and he claims my mind's more nimble!? claims I'm many? yet alone?
he claims "fashioned multi-faceted", and claims that "we will learn"
if we “mirror-wander-wonder”, and we “mountain climbing yearn”.
...........................
say, for "tragic-actor" structure, take away the "sense of laughter"
it is that remaining sculpture, it is what’s inside us after!
makeup doesn’t make the lady, and the clothes don’t make the man,
with our "actor" carved, less weighty- than when "action!" "take" began
only men with deep self knowledge, know their "saint" and "villain" side,
can present to a peer-reviewed-college, as a credible "Jeckle and Hyde",
can appear as a "jealous lover", as a temperament fluid or changed
can appear as a "cop undercover", or a "mobster" who’s mad and deranged.
"multi-talents-untapped" in our psyche, make our soul strangely stable and sound!
It’s brilliant!! (old Orson), I likey!!! , cos it says we’re "unfathomed!, profound!"
..........
and relating it back to us streetfolk, - how gifted’s “pedestrian man”?
find within you, some birdman elite,!! folk! – let your wings full discover their span
and ignoring the talons, release all those talents
and give your self-sculptured self-image more balance -
discover the truth !… that “you can !!”
.............
I just love the thought that somewhere there are talents unexposed
only rarely do we find them, maybe accessed through our nose ?
Springs of youth, or droplets challenging? - in "rainshower sneeze"? or cry?
so I got this droplight (halogen) , and I "dove" into my eye...
(there were all these sculptures imaging - as I dove the depths of "I")
using just those “headgear bound’ries” that the rugby players wear
look inside for fountains? foundaries? "hello-o - o!!?! .... any talents there??"
maybe stuff for which you're thankful (- in amongst the stuff that smells)
maybe crystal drops? - or tankfuls!! –
................ maybeheaps of “Awesome Wells”?
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