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#124(3) Use Of Sewers

With the world down
The sky is high
So watch the lifeless
Pass our time by

Sink down into the
Crime they knew to
Be cool and humid
At peace for sure

#124(2) A While By The Well

It sinks down
To the bottoms
Beyond the fathoms
Of our reach

You can't see
See the bottom
It's pitch black
It's a beast

They say the digger
Lies on the bottom
He didn't have
The strength to climb

To the surface
So he kept digging
Down to the furnace
In his mind

Yes down this well
You go to hell
You feel the flames
If you stand by

They rise without smoke
Up through the tunnel
And funnel out
Into our sky

Can't see bottom
But you can feel
The faith of hell
The raging steel

By the well
Without appeal
I stand and bellow
Out my soul

Into the realm
Of evil deeds
Into the bowels
Of earth below

#124 Will Of The Willow

There is a willow
Down by the water
It does remind me
Of times that passed

It seems it swallows
All but tomorrow
All fears that bother
It mends the grass

That grow beside it
That try to climb it
It seems to playfully
Let them reach

Up on it's stem
Then it grows higher
Into the sky
And out of reach

All the children
They like to climb up
And it lets them
Sit on its branch

Beside the river
Of grit and grime it
Leads it's own life
A steep romance

It doesn't wither
Though it grows old
It's thick roots slither
Deep in the cold

The soil that binds it
And there it stays
I'll think I'll visit
The will today

Self Discipline in 10 Days

Consider: Writer Lillian Hellman, after having written a successful play, The Children's Hour, then wrote another play, Days to Come, that was severely rejected by audiences and critics. The play was immediately mothballed. Taking the play's failure personally, Hellman was so emotionally devastated that she couldn't write another play for two years. Even after she eventually wrote one, she rewrote it nine times. Moreover, throughout a long and brilliant career, Hellman never got over the pain of that failed play. Many years later she wrote of the humiliation she felt as audience members walked out of the theater during the doomed play's opening night performance. In varying degrees, we all react to our failures as did Lillian Hellman. Rather than view them as evidence of experimentation and growth, we humans tend to experience failures as blows to our self-esteem.

Now consider: During its experimental phase, Edison's lightbulb flopped hundreds of times. Did this make Edison a failure? Of course not. Edison saw each failure as taking him one step closer to success. Indeed, because of his attitude regarding failure, he was able to draw on the power of self-discipline in order to persevere. Edison's experience with the lightbulb graphically demonstrates the absurdity of linking failure to self-esteem. I suppose we could say that Edison saw the light.

This is a quote taken from the free e-book named "Self Discipline in 10 days - How to go from thinking to doing". I liked the book, this quote especially. Here's my praise and a download link below/stuff/self_discipline.zip" target="_blank">. Read it and get effective, asap. ;K


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#123 Strafing Disorder

If I knew about the truth that flew
Out my window, reborn, anew
I'd have saved it for other days
I'd have lied my night away

If I knew about the brand new me
I think I'd have sailed to see
And stayed there for bout seven years
Until I was insane, prepared

For the life that revolves around
All the sights, the smells, the sound
All the lights that upside down
Poise us to our perspective

If I had known that I did not own
The world, nor a part, I would never have thrown
My life to the stars or a start to the sky
I would have let the change pass me by

The chance to bestow and the chance to remain
But it would not matter for I would be sane
And you could not kill me for I'd have no name
I would not die in vain, my blood down the lane

Floating in slivers over cobblestones drawn
Slowly delivering color this dawn
And as the night falls my flow dribbles on
As I scribble, deep in riddles, reaping wrong

The Swine Flue

Just chill, it will not reach civilization, it will stand still. Upon the nations that manifest themselves, sink lower for every life. It's already in Canada, the US, it's been there a long time already, it hasn't killed anyone. Where treatment lacks greeting the fleet of defeating, set sail. I think this existence will prevail.

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