[3151] in Central_America
New quotes for Fri Jan 25
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
Fri Jan 25 01:32:27 1991
Date: Fri, 25 Jan 91 01:32:00 EST
From: root@charon.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
To: ca-mtg@bloom-beacon.mit.edu
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alchen (Alice Chen):
ON EARTH
by Forugh Farrokhzad
I never wanted to be a star
in the sky's mirage,
a select soul
or an unspeaking friend of angels.
I never left the earth
or took up with stars.
I stand on the earth
and my body like a plant
absorbs wind, sun, and water
to stay alive.
I'm looking out the window.
I'm an echo,
not eternal,
and look for nothing but a song's echo.
In the wailing chant is joy
and better than the plain silence of pain.
I look for no refuge
in the dew lily of my body.
People walking by have written memories
with a black line of love
on the walls of my life's cottage.
Arrows are in my heart,
the candle is upside down.
What are left are quiet dots of faded colors
in puzzling words of madness.
Every lip against my lips
conceived a star
and floated on the night river of my memories.
What good is a star?
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"Do not ride your bicycle around the corner," the mother had
told the daughter when she was seven.
"Why not!" protested the girl.
"Because then I cannot see you and you will fall down and
cry and I will not hear you."
"How do you know I'll fall?" whined the girl.
"It is in a book, THE TWENTY-SIX MALIGNANT GATES, all the
bad things that can happen to you outside the protection of
this house."
"I don't believe you. Let me see the book."
"It is written in Chinese. You cannot understand it. That
is why you must listen to me."
"What are they, then?" the girl demanded. "Tell me the
twenty-six bad things."
But the mother sat knitting in silence.
"What twenty-six!" shouted the girl.
The mother still did not answer her.
"You can't tell me because you don't know! You don't know
anything!" And the little girl ran outside, jumped on her
bicycle, and in her hurry to get away, she fell before she even
reached the corner.
from THE JOY LUCK CLUB
by Amy Tan
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bitetera (Pibero Djawotho):
{From system: This user's .plan file is not world readable}
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glassw (William B Glass):
"Life is full of surprises when you're up th' stream of consciousness
without a paddle..."
-- Zippy the Pinhead
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jcb (Jeff Bigler):
From athena:
User jcb over disk quota on /mit/jcb, remove 43K within 7.0 days
From eddie:
Over disk quota on /site, remove 269K within 258.6 months
I guess eddie really is your *friendly* shipboard computer.
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jcbourne (Juliet C Bourne):
Well there ain't no point in moving on / Until you've got somewhere to go
And the road that I have walked upon / Well it filled my pockets
And emptied out my soul
--george michael
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jtidwell (Jenifer P. Tidwell):
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Two points bear emphasizing in all these issues. One is that the
abolition of war is not simply a matter of signing treaties and
protocols; it is a complex task requiring a new level of commitment to
resolving issues not customarily associated with the pursuit of peace.
Based on political agreements alone, the idea of collective security
is a chimera. The other point is that the primary challenge in
dealing with issues of peace is to raise the context to the level of
principle, as distinct from pure pragmatism. For, in essence, peace
stems from an inner state supported by a spiritual or moral attitude,
and it is chiefly in evoking this attitude that the possibility of
enduring solutions can be found.
- Excerpts from a statement by the
Baha'i Universal House of Justice
Haifa, Israel 1987
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mdpeters (Michael Peterson):
{From system: This user's .plan file is not world readable}
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the_doz (KRS-1 (Superhoe 1991)):
"The man with the master plan to make you wiggle and jiggle like gelatin"
-EPMD, "Strictly Business"
S.B. in 6.3 (Computer Science); M.S.(at least . . .) and MBA.
(NOTE: Did someone say . . . 6-A??)
Alternate plan: 'Mo money, 'mo money, 'mo money . . .
"So just raise up . . . 'cause you can't have it back!!
You say, 'I ain't never got gaffled like that!'"
-Ice Cube, "Jackin' For Beats"
U might not like that. If so . . .
"You don't like how I'm livin, well . . ."
-Ice Cube, "The Nigga Ya Love To Hate"
I think that you can figure it out.
Lamont L. Dozier, Jr., PHOne from The Dark Side
Chocolate City, homey!! da crib (C-Town)
471 Memorial Drive #514 2460 E. 64th St. #252N
Cambridge, MA 02139 Cleveland, OH 44104
"Now I'm the type of brother that's built to last:
F$#@ with me, I'll put my foot in your ass!!
You see, I don't give a f$#@ 'cause I'm still bailin'
Yo: What tha f$#@ are they yellin'??"
-NWA, "Gangsta, Gangsta"
Peace . . .
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wchuang (Mithrandir):
A man she thinks he never knew about
She hasn't seen him in thirty years-
The mention of his name doesn't bring on tears
If you ask her if there are any regrets,
She'll tell you no, but she never forgets
It was the kind of love you never recover from
Even though she found another one to take his place
She never will escape the truth
At times like this, when the moon is right
When the air is foggy like it is tonight
She'll think about what might have been
If she had just hung on to him
I know a man who has done it all
He's sailed the oceans, climbed the mountains of Nepal
He lives high upon the avenue,
With a beautful wife, lovely children too-
But there's a woman he still dreams about
Certain things he's learned to live without
If you ask him, are there any regrets
He'll tell you no, but he never forgets
It was the kind of love you never recover from
Even though he found another one to take her place
He never will escape the truth
At times like this, when the moon is right
When the air is foggy like it is tonight
He'll think about what might have been
If he had not let her slip away from him.
I read about a woman who said
she'd never regretted anything she'd ever done
such arrogant words seem to be spoken
by those who then die young.
So here am I, looking at you-
Oh tell me, what are we going to do?
Am I destined to be a regret
Are you that one I'll never forget?
Years from now, will we curse the day
You let me let you walk away
Isn't this too dear a price to pay
For the freedom of going separate ways?
This is the kind of love you never recover from
Don't tell me that I'm going to find another one
to take your place
And try to face the truth
Let me hold you close tonight-
The fog is lifted, the moon is so bright
Think how sweet life could be
If you would stay with me, oh stay with me
This is the kind of love you never recover from
This is the kind of love you never recover from
-Christine Lavin
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