Comments on: Comments on 19918

Post number 19918

MiguelCardoso — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 08:45:30 -0800

Today some of us thought it would be fitting to build a thread made exclusively of links, where each link would be allowed to speak for itself and be each user's personal take - his or her own wordless comment, as it were - on any of the many issues, meanings and aspects surrounding today's date. (Here's the MetaTalk thread where it was discussed).

By: hitsman

hitsman — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 08:57:38 -0800

We remember.

By: Fat Buddha

Fat Buddha — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:05:20 -0800

Last Words

By: shagoth

shagoth — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:05:23 -0800

Eternal vigilance

By: ZachsMind

ZachsMind — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:06:35 -0800

a smile is an upside down frown

By: Danelope

Danelope — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:07:03 -0800

2001. 2002.

By: gravelshoes

gravelshoes — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:07:38 -0800

we remember

By: cell divide

cell divide — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:07:42 -0800

Freedom and Liberty are always worth defending

By: quirked

quirked — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:09:22 -0800

Time to Stand Up

By: xowie

xowie — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:12:17 -0800

mnftiu.

By: SuzySmith

SuzySmith — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:13:35 -0800

As it happened in MeFi's eyes.

By: stinglessbee

stinglessbee — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:18:29 -0800

1961.

By: me3dia

me3dia — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:18:49 -0800

Buildings and bridges Are made to bend in the wind To withstand the world, That's what it takes All that steel and stone Is no match for the air, my friend What doesn't bend breaks What doesn't bend breaks

By: Vidiot

Vidiot — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:19:52 -0800

I measure every Grief I meet.

By: swerdloff

swerdloff — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:21:42 -0800

Hope

By: WolfDaddy

WolfDaddy — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:21:48 -0800

invitation to average war

By: MidasMulligan

MidasMulligan — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:22:23 -0800

Evil. Period.

By: Ljubljana

Ljubljana — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:24:05 -0800

.malsI lacidaR

By: 10sball

10sball — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:25:06 -0800

self link

By: Jade Dragon

Jade Dragon — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:28:33 -0800

Quiet Memory

By: XQUZYPHYR

XQUZYPHYR — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:29:32 -0800

The Brilliance I fear (self link)

By: lilboo

lilboo — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:29:35 -0800

A Recollection

By: RavinDave

RavinDave — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:30:49 -0800

Communication

By: revbrian

revbrian — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:32:31 -0800

From that Black Day comes an anonymous poet.

By: oh posey

oh posey — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:33:02 -0800

God Damned Towelheads!

By: orange swan

orange swan — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:33:14 -0800

"We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves."

By: jazon

jazon — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:36:24 -0800

Remember. Support. Prepare.

By: bondcliff

bondcliff — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:37:39 -0800

Love (self link)

By: BarneyFifesBullet

BarneyFifesBullet — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:39:09 -0800

different neighborhood, same outrage

By: metrocake

metrocake — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:40:04 -0800

Missing Pieces.

By: semmi

semmi — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:40:42 -0800

Future (NYT)

By: msacheson

msacheson — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:42:17 -0800

Lest we forget how fragile we are. - Sting (and a great backstory behind Sting's performance on 9/11/01)

By: gottabefunky

gottabefunky — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:42:51 -0800

Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow

By: PickleWeasel

PickleWeasel — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:44:16 -0800

Pretentious crap.

By: prolific

prolific — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:46:04 -0800

September Streets capsizing Spilling over And down the drain Shards of glass Splinters like rain But you could only feel Your own pain October Talk getting nowhere November December Remember Please

By: normy

normy — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:46:25 -0800

Suicide in the Trenches

By: botono9

botono9 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:48:26 -0800

The Truth the Dead Know

By: yhbc

yhbc — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:50:37 -0800

3,005 names.

By: adampsyche

adampsyche — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:52:23 -0800

unnecessary

By: clavdivs

clavdivs — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:53:22 -0800

The Wind Increases. The harried earth is swept The trees the tulips bright tips sidle and toss- loose your love to flow Blow? Good christ what is a poet-if any exists? a man whose words will bite their way home-being actual having the form of motion At each twigtip new upon the tortured body of thought gripping the ground a way to the last leaftip -W.C. Williams

By: krinklyfig

krinklyfig — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:53:34 -0800

You can read this now, or you can log off and shut down and get quiet, and just remember

By: adampsyche

adampsyche — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:53:49 -0800

tolerance

By: Irontom

Irontom — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:58:02 -0800

Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,-- One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. Ulysses - Tennyson - 1842

By: fold_and_mutilate

fold_and_mutilate — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:58:07 -0800

Please Call Me By My True Names Don't say that I will depart tomorrow- even today I am still arriving.

By: boogah

boogah — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 09:59:11 -0800

first, they came for the muslims and i did not speak out - because i was not a muslim. then they came for the drug dealers and i did not speak out - because i was not a drug dealer. then they came for the hackers and i did not speak out - because i was not a hacker. then they came for me and by that time, there was no one left to speak up for me.

By: dejah420

dejah420 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:03:05 -0800

Exhibit 13

By: crunchland

crunchland — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:03:22 -0800

As you were.

By: quonsar

quonsar — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:09:52 -0800

i like to watch [300k Quicktime, 100k, 36k]
warning: bizarre and offensive

By: kokogiak

kokogiak — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:13:14 -0800

Our cares - quite small, our lives - quite short. Make the most of them.

By: PrinceValium

PrinceValium — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:14:48 -0800

Embrace beauty.

By: PinkStainlessTail

PinkStainlessTail — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:17:53 -0800

As you were. (with respect to Crunchland)

By: grum@work

grum@work — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:17:57 -0800

Sell crazy someplace else. We're all stocked up here.

By: pemulis

pemulis — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:18:13 -0800

You truly are the man now, dog.

By: Jaybo

Jaybo — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:18:25 -0800

Imagine ...

By: plemeljr

plemeljr — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:19:25 -0800

A Fallen Victor

By: onlyconnect

onlyconnect — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:19:36 -0800

Defenceless under the night Our world in stupor lies; Yet, dotted everywhere, Ironic points of light Flash out wherever the Just Exchange their messages: May I, composed like them Of Eros and of dust, Beleaguered by the same Negation and despair, Show an affirming flame. W.H. Auden, September 1, 1939

By: RobertLoch

RobertLoch — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:20:42 -0800

Everything is relative

By: madamjujujive

madamjujujive — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:23:51 -0800

September 11th Remembered

By: TCMITS

TCMITS — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:26:55 -0800

Silence And Respect

By: thomcatspike

thomcatspike — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:29:33 -0800

Read to the Children

By: Yelling At Nothing

Yelling At Nothing — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:30:55 -0800

Photographic memory.

By: crackheadmatt

crackheadmatt — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:32:16 -0800

ALL AMERICAN CAMEL JOCKEY LYNCHING DAY!

By: fold_and_mutilate

fold_and_mutilate — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:33:48 -0800

Please Call Me By My True Names Don't say that I will depart tomorrow- even today I am still arriving.

By: Tin Man

Tin Man — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:38:19 -0800

My friend.

By: aacheson

aacheson — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:38:35 -0800

The Black Day

By: rich

rich — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:40:02 -0800

Cowardly acts and our folklore.

By: ZachsMind

ZachsMind — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:41:57 -0800

Eleven Score and Six

By: mariko

mariko — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:42:51 -0800

Do not pretend to convenient beliefs even when they are righteous you will never be able to defend your city while shouting. --Audre Lorde, For Each of You

By: precocious

precocious — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:45:44 -0800

"Lord, make me an instrument of your peace, Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy." [sound]

By: rich

rich — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:48:31 -0800

It almost was me. He wasn't so lucky.

By: gsteff

gsteff — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:48:42 -0800

The messengers.

By: tabbycat

tabbycat — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:49:41 -0800

110 Stories

By: junkbox

junkbox — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:56:10 -0800

Holy the Firm

By: Mick

Mick — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:57:13 -0800

Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.

By: MediaMan

MediaMan — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 10:58:58 -0800

Only in Amherst

By: thanotopsis

thanotopsis — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:00:59 -0800

Forever may not be long enough for my love I have a will but I'm lost inside your time If you could, would you come with me to the other side?

By: anser

anser — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:03:21 -0800

18 takes.

By: mbd1mbd1

mbd1mbd1 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:03:29 -0800

Silent Posts

By: triggerfinger

triggerfinger — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:12:36 -0800

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world...

By: Wingy

Wingy — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:14:37 -0800

"He is blessed over all mortals who loses no moment of the passing life in remembering the past." -- Henry David Thoreau (self-link)

By: anser

anser — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:17:53 -0800

5,000 lives changed in Lower Manhattan.

By: jammer

jammer — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:23:17 -0800

By: brand-gnu

brand-gnu — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:24:34 -0800

Tell everybody Waitin' for Superman That they should try to hold on Best they can He hasn't dropped them Forgot them Or anything It's just too heavy for Superman to lift

By: fletchmuy

fletchmuy — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:24:46 -0800

I think of Dean Moriarty.

By: robself

robself — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:26:41 -0800

MCAS Iwakuni Friendship Day

By: TCMITS

TCMITS — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:34:27 -0800

Leap

By: trixare4kids

trixare4kids — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:38:02 -0800

I woke up listening to NPR coverage that morning. I swear I thought it was a "War of the Worlds" re-enactment.

By: RJ Reynolds

RJ Reynolds — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:38:18 -0800

Witness/Participant

By: jonmc

jonmc — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:47:10 -0800

Thank You. You are missed.

By: RakDaddy

RakDaddy — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:47:23 -0800

Though, in Britain, America is often ignorantly caricatured as a land of impoverished rhetoric its public speech has often been the glory of its democracy. And now it needs to sound off. Starting in New York, starting now, we need to do what the people of this astoundingly irrepressible city do best: stand up and make a hell of a noise.

By: ZachsMind

ZachsMind — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:51:42 -0800

a frown is a smile upside down.

By: Silune

Silune — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:56:16 -0800

"It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words: 'And this, too, shall pass away.' How much it expresses! How chastening in the hour of pride! How consoling in the depths of affliction!" -- Abraham Lincoln

By: adampsyche

adampsyche — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:57:07 -0800

excerpts

By: emmling

emmling — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 11:58:56 -0800

Stay safe, everyone.

By: liam

liam — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:01:30 -0800

Be brave in trouble; meet distress With dauntless front; but when the gale Too prosperous blows, be wise no less, And shorten sail.

By: vacapinta

vacapinta — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:02:54 -0800

Mourning. .

By: mcsweetie

mcsweetie — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:03:56 -0800

we are the youth of the nation (self link !)

By: quibx

quibx — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:05:19 -0800

Mandatory 9-11 entry

By: ctartchick

ctartchick — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:11:01 -0800

Alive. (self link)

By: vacapinta

vacapinta — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:11:34 -0800

Again. Apologies..

By: triv

triv — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:14:00 -0800

common sense

By: blue_beetle

blue_beetle — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:15:37 -0800

casualties

By: eilatan

eilatan — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:33:21 -0800

All changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.
(it's a Yeats kind of day)

By: KevinSkomsvold

KevinSkomsvold — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:35:04 -0800

He was there. As was he.

By: languagehat

languagehat — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:36:09 -0800

Wittgenstein (self-link)

By: m@

m@ — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:40:48 -0800

"...It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead who struggled here have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract.... " A. Lincoln, Gettysburg PA, 11/19/1863

By: readymade

readymade — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 12:51:25 -0800

Today we may say aloud before an awe-struck world: "We are still masters of our fate. We are still captain of our souls." Winston Churchill on the War Situation, House of Commons, September 9, 1941. This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning. Speech delivered by Winston Churchill at the Lord Mayor's Luncheon, Mansion House, London, November 10, 1942.

By: amberglow

amberglow — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:02:12 -0800

Do good.

By: soundofsuburbia

soundofsuburbia — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:03:54 -0800

Saliga är fredsmakarna, för de ska kallas Guds söner.

By: ZachsMind

ZachsMind — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:05:12 -0800

Peace begins with a smile. ~Mother Teresa

By: Mo Nickels

Mo Nickels — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:06:34 -0800

I could see the smoke, smell the fires, feel the grit of the buildings. I walked around wondering how much of what I breathed was atomized particles of the dead. When I began to get light-headed, I then wondered if it was relief at still being alive, or if the particles had infected me with the souls of men and women.

By: halcyon

halcyon — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:15:58 -0800

((Hug)) - self link

By: ugly_n_sticky

ugly_n_sticky — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:17:00 -0800

Pray and light a cyber candle (patience: very slow server) or open a cyber shrine (php code available).

By: grahamwell

grahamwell — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:19:28 -0800

Archetype.

By: mkelley

mkelley — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:20:22 -0800

365 days ago - self link

By: konolia

konolia — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:21:31 -0800

From a distance...

By: anastasiav

anastasiav — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:25:16 -0800

Try to remember the kind of September When life was slow and oh so mellow Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain so yellow Try to remember when life was so tender That no one wept except the willow... The Fantasticks ~ full lyrics

By: specialk420

specialk420 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:27:20 -0800

another sept.11

By: me3dia

me3dia — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:27:42 -0800

The front pages of today's newspapers.

By: ?!

?! — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:28:50 -0800

And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make...

By: devo

devo — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:39:29 -0800

Flight 93. If this doesn't get you, nothing will.

By: internal

internal — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:47:20 -0800

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called sons of God.

By: raysmj

raysmj — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:47:26 -0800

Get out and do.

By: trox

trox — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 13:54:01 -0800

Donne

By: tpl1212

tpl1212 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 14:01:48 -0800

A friend's friend...

By: lysdexic

lysdexic — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 14:05:31 -0800

My recitation of a historical speech (self link)

By: ZachsMind

ZachsMind — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 14:11:59 -0800

My recitation of a historical speech (self link)

By: andrewraff

andrewraff — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 14:17:21 -0800

July, 2001

By: grabbingsand

grabbingsand — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 14:23:09 -0800

a to-do list. mine, anyway. (a self-link.)

By: Zombie

Zombie — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 14:32:10 -0800

The Rage of Achilles

By: Ty Webb

Ty Webb — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 14:40:39 -0800

I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now, And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.

By: oflinkey

oflinkey — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 14:48:08 -0800

They told me, Heraclitus, They told me you were dead. They left me bitter news to hear And bitter tears to shed I wept as I remembered How often you and I Had tired the sun with talking And sent him down the sky. But now that thou art lying, My dear, old Carian guest, A handful of grey ashes Long long ago at rest Still are thy pleasant voices Like a nightengale awake For Death, he taketh all other things But these, he cannot take. -Callimachus

By: ZachsMind

ZachsMind — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 15:16:58 -0800

imagine

By: trox

trox — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 15:25:27 -0800

Counterpoint.

By: stavrosthewonderchicken

stavrosthewonderchicken — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 15:34:22 -0800

By: triggerfinger

triggerfinger — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 15:36:01 -0800

By: whatnot

whatnot — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 15:38:08 -0800

Happy Birthday to my Dad and my cousin. oh, and to a few others.

By: ZachsMind

ZachsMind — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 15:40:37 -0800

we cannot consecrate, we cannot dedicate, we cannot hallow this ground.

By: macadamiaranch

macadamiaranch — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 15:56:19 -0800

wrongwaygoback

By: thomcatspike

thomcatspike — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 16:03:00 -0800

Go out in Your Garden

By: varmint

varmint — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 16:09:30 -0800

June 30, 2001 September 15, 2001 June 8, 2002 (very large images, via spaceimaging)

By: aine42

aine42 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 16:27:06 -0800

the little ones

By: yertledaturtle

yertledaturtle — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 16:41:58 -0800

The world is feverishly working to build the things of war, The world is preparing destruction of a kind unknown before. I hear much cursing of enemies, and arguments increase, But, oh, the world is longing, is yearning, Is praying for peace - for peace!

By: mathowie

mathowie — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 16:46:12 -0800

waffles for heroes

By: swerve

swerve — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 16:48:21 -0800

Love is stronger than hatred.

By: Mack Twain

Mack Twain — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 17:08:12 -0800

I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.

By: anastasiav

anastasiav — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 17:12:49 -0800

Common Dreams

By: redhead

redhead — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 17:24:19 -0800

The War Prayer by Mark Twain

By: Joey Michaels

Joey Michaels — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 17:29:20 -0800

Honolulu Advertiser. Front Page. Sept 11, 2002

By: mathowie

mathowie — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 18:01:01 -0800

a very special Get Your War On (no, really)

By: madamjujujive

madamjujujive — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 18:08:40 -0800

36 Views

By: poopy

poopy — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 18:11:15 -0800

Released 10 years before 2001 (WARNING: MP3). Has nothing to do with 911, but is very happy:)

By: Wulfgar!

Wulfgar! — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 18:34:53 -0800

Beloved best friends.

By: bingo

bingo — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 18:41:49 -0800

Enough.

By: debralee

debralee — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 18:46:07 -0800

Canada remembers.

By: crunchburger

crunchburger — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 18:46:14 -0800

Orphans

By: kristin

kristin — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 18:53:59 -0800

Take a minute.

By: poopy

poopy — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 19:47:52 -0800

Feet on the ground Head in the sky It's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothing

By: Tarrama

Tarrama — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 19:55:25 -0800

Mefi silence.

By: captain obvious

captain obvious — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 19:56:36 -0800

we're trying to have a society here, people

By: redshoes3

redshoes3 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 19:58:46 -0800

The diameter of the bomb. -- Yehuda Amichai

By: Lynsey

Lynsey — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 20:01:02 -0800

"There's rosemary, that's for remembrance..."

By: nasim

nasim — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 20:04:33 -0800

The twin trade towers in New York lie a tribute to combating peni

By: nasim

nasim — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 20:14:43 -0800

For those who missed it here is (my? or has this idea popped up somewhere else?) the 7-Eleven 9/11 logo.

By: redshoes3

redshoes3 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 20:19:03 -0800

No man is an Iland, intire of it selfe; every man is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine; if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Mannor of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankinde; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.

By: casarkos

casarkos — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 20:22:56 -0800

the buildings and the builder

By: redshoes3

redshoes3 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 20:26:19 -0800

The light.

By: ChaosKitty

ChaosKitty — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 20:37:22 -0800

"Courage is the price that Life exacts for granting peace." --Amelia Earhart

By: popvulture

popvulture — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 20:49:45 -0800

As 2Pac said, Keep Ya Head Up.

By: dg

dg — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 21:02:33 -0800

I remember (self-link) The Gold Coast, Australia remembers

By: thatweirdguy2

thatweirdguy2 — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 21:04:08 -0800

"I am an American."

By: SuzySmith

SuzySmith — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 21:09:24 -0800

Five minutes away. For Thou Art With Us.

By: dg

dg — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 21:14:24 -0800

By: sillygit

sillygit — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 21:46:28 -0800

Here is New York

By: justgary

justgary — Wed, 11 Sep 2002 22:43:12 -0800

A Tear And A Smile I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the multitude. And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow from my every part turn into laughter. I would that my life remain a tear and a smile. A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding of life's secrets and hidden things. A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and to be a symbol of my glorification of the gods. A tear to unite me with those of broken heart; a smile to be a sign of my joy in existence. I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I live weary and despairing. I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the depths of my spirit,for I have seen those who are satisfied the most wretched of people. I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and longing, and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody. With evening's coming the flower folds her petals and sleeps, embracingher longing. At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet the sun's kiss. The life of a flower is longing and fulfilment. A tear and a smile. The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come together and area cloud. And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping to the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to return to the sea, its home. The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting. A tear and a smile. And so does the spirit become separated from the greater spirit to move in the world of matter and pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow and the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death and return whence it came. To the ocean of Love and Beauty----to God. Kahlil Gibran