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Created for the "Repent, Harlequin!" said the Ticktockman concert, May 4, 2006. The story by Harlan Ellison was interpreted as a multimedia piece for percussion and dramatic reading.
Created for the "Repent, Harlequin!" said the Ticktockman concert, May 4, 2006. The story by Harlan Ellison was interpreted as a multimedia piece for percussion and dramatic reading.
De repente, unos vecinos vuelcan el carro en el que está el Ciego, dejándolo moribundo. Llegan el Gitano y Molacillo e intentan reanimarlo. Como no lo consiguen, buscan entre el público a un improvisado médico, sometiéndolo a las más divertidas pruebas, como es la de sacarle metros y metros de tripas
Created for the "Repent, Harlequin!" said the Ticktockman concert, May 4, 2006. The story by Harlan Ellison was interpreted as a multimedia piece for percussion and dramatic reading.
De repente, um travesseiro voa na cara de Draculaura.
Annabeth: QUIETA SUA MONSTRA! AS PESSOAS DESSA CASA PRECISAM DORMIR! *berra do seu quarto*
Ayumi: *aparece de roupão com Kyara no colo, e bobs no cabelo* Silêncio por favor? Temos crianças nessa casa!
Draculaura: Hããin... Eu nãos ou paga pra isso...
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Pois é, nesta casa o sono é algo estimado, e qualquer um que tente nos atrapalhar, a Annabeth resolve.
Somos uma família feliz <3
Created for the "Repent, Harlequin!" said the Ticktockman concert, May 4, 2006. The story by Harlan Ellison was interpreted as a multimedia piece for percussion and dramatic reading.
Artist Max Dougls AKA Salgood Sam with friend Cass Witteman, busy signing copies of his new book: 'Therefore Repent'.
At the end of a long and successful day at the Tequila Bookworm kickoff for the 2007 Toronto Comic Arts Fest.
De repente dá uma vontade de sair caminhando,
sem planejar prá onde.
Dá vontade de abraçar o mundo,
De sair levitando rumo ao céu.
De abrir meu coração com alguém...
Que nem ao menos eu conheço...
Repenting and coming back to the Lord in Lent...Imaginary Churchgoer's story...a poem...
Welcome to another in my imaginary group of Churchgoers. For a moment, consider this middle aged woman in Lent who during her lifetime, repented of acts and other matters during this season to return to the Lord. The funny thing about this intelligent woman, our imaginary Churchgoer, is that she also liked Buddhism. Nonetheless, she was a regular Churchgoer. Here is a poem for the beginning of Lent:
Pero de repente, aparece alguien que te dice que tranquilo, que aflojes. Y cuando aflojas te das cuenta de las cosas, te das cuenta de que en la estantería hay un trofeo de baile entre las botellas de tequila, que está sonando mi canción favorita, que hoy es martes y trece y que ella se fugaría contigo ahora mismo a cualquier parte del planeta...
De repente ya no eran más luces de ciudad fuera de foco, y la foto empezó a escribirse de a poco en la mirada descuidada y los tratos desapercibidos, los autos eran ríos de luces, los faroles estrellas fuera de foco, el ruido de la gente era el sonido ambiente en un otoño que apenas se adivinaba frío. Era su compañía y tener los pies colgando del puente, disfrutando de cada segundo de ella.
I really do like living in Charlotte. This isn't an everyday occurence but someone needs to record it. I think I might be guilty of five of those offenses. As I recall this was during spring fest in the 1990's.
"Mischa, we take comfort in knowing there is no God. That you are not enslaved in Heaven, made to kiss God's ass forever. What you have is better than paradise. You have blessed oblivion."
We all failed. JESUS paid for those mistakes and sins and set us Free. Your mission is to REPENT and sin no more.
Created for the "Repent, Harlequin!" said the Ticktockman concert, May 4, 2006. The story by Harlan Ellison was interpreted as a multimedia piece for percussion and dramatic reading.
De repente quiero estar,
toda la noche a solas contigo y me decís,
que solamente somos amigos similar
a la distancia, como que estás en otro lugar.
Yo no creo en la frialdad,
entre un hombre y una mujer,
para entender eso mucho no hay que entender,
cuando te veo nena me pongo a fantasear.
Que tu corazón, es igual al mío,
y que mi ilusión, nos va a ver unidos,
no me preguntes, porque así deliro,
es que yo no sé, que hacer conmigo,
que es lo que me ves, no soy de los lindos,
siempre me perdí, vivo en el limbo,
vivo sin razón, no tengo dinero.
Solo se que a ti me debo, a ti me debo corazón,
siento que es la primera vez que te veo mi amor,
cuando te veo nena me pongo a temblar.
Estoy temblando por ti otra vez,
me siento un pez que también es testigo pero no,
puedo adivinar tu verdadera reacción,
si con ese anzuelo te puedo traer, o me podes llevar.
Yo no creo en la frialdad
entre un hombre y una mujer,
para entender eso mucho no hay que entender,
cuando te veo nena me pongo a fantasear.
Y de repente, veo una luz rara en a la calle, cojo la cámara, subo a la terraza y allí se encontraba todo esto.
Las luces son las que estaban, las nubes las que había, el cielo tal cual que daba miedo porque ni en panorámicas he soñado verlo así.
Alucinada, y es de las pocas veces que he podido capturar un instante así.
We should analyse the good and bad karmas that we bind on a daily basis for atleast 10 minutes. Pujya Niruma guides us on how to rewind and see our actions/behaviour at the end of the day. If we have hurt someone, seen faults of others, we have bound bad karma (paap) and on the contrary, if we have helped others, given happiness, we bind good karma (punya).
Through analysis, we become aware of our faults, and this provides us with an opportunity to repent for these mistakes. Gradually, we will become free of mistakes and experience the bliss of the Soul.
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