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He's infuriatingly...
and I follow myself over his smile to find my eyes, promising uncertainty and chewing on
my bottom lip with the hunger that resides in...
He rolled me over and kissed my dreams, his mouth became my salvation and I nailed myself
to the bedpost as we made love, my legs became morning while I screamed midnight to the
and I had never seen such a beautiful sunrise, I had never seen the beginning color herself so
I told him, as our eyes appeared shallow, as the light dimmed and he breathed summer on my
"Blue is blue, Dear, don't try to shade it with red."
But he explained to me the art of bruises, he informed me the results were beautiful, and
he held up a mirror to my unmarked skin, places where the black and blue and...
has dissipated...
while he sheltered my chest with his hand, covering my heart with his palm, and told me
the results still beat...
I cried, tears of the rain that once fell in April, and he held me, time slipping between
us, beads of sweat that spoke eternity and seven more months, and I spoke silently so he
could hear me, I whispered his name...
"God, you're beautiful," he said on the second I realized the sadness had left me, that
she had found content and was studying the games we never played with the fascination of a
child, I touched his cheek with the surreal movements that occur when one has fallen and
been caught and smiled at the thought of us...
I sacrificed my pain that night, I handed it straight over to midnight when the day broke,
I blended the sunrise with blue and watched the sky turn purple with him right beside me,
I counted the minutes to eternity and he laughed at my obsessions as he told me I was...
as he drank my belief off my left shoulder with a kiss...
and I looked at him, in the light, my eyes deep with the memories of the sea, as I kissed
him, with a certainty I never questioned as tomorrow started forever...
and he would live inside me
for seven
Copyright © JeanMarie Marchese | Year Posted 2007
All those years flew away
for nothing.
Then of course the headaches
started when weeping constantly
at the unfairness of my marriage.
You need to know that I didn't
love him but I cherish the family
we've created, you, my children
are the center of my life.
My hardships coping with
my authoritarian husband
drove us apart.
I started drifting away to
avoid being at his mercy .
I couldn't help myself to
get around those roadblocks
that at the time deprived me
from walking through
a new path of change.
I was stalling even in my silence,
aware of all the deceptions
that had come to characterize
my life.
I had learned the hard way
to stay calm and pretend
that I didn't sense what was
happening to me,
and let time do its magic.
I wore this mask for so long
I didn't feel safe without it
exposing my true identity,
it had to remain hidden .
I stopped blaming myself
as I was able to survive
my pain over the years.
Time has elapsed and done
everything to diminish
my anxiety and eventually
allow my soul to heal.
I cannot tolerate seeing
myself weep anymore.
I started genuinely enjoying
every thought that passed by,
ready to feed myself with knowing
I would not repeat the same mistakes.
I ended up riding this roller coaster
of emotions feeling everything.
I was able to survive the pain
when I was at the bottomless
My walks alone under the
blazing stars,
imagining and wishing I would
never see him again,
craving my marriage
to become a memory .
I started feeling that I found
my silence smoothed my inner anger,
my passion has been real despite
my original skepticism.
Walking towards my cottage
I knew there'd been
a reason for it.
Somehow though the wilderness
enhanced the beauty around my
cottage garden,
the clouds were getting thicker
and darker,
running inside towards
my refuge,
I realized that I liked being
in control of my own life.
At Last.
Therese Bacha
13 October 2014
Copyright © Therese Bacha | Year Posted 2014
Wind so cold.
Fondles my face.
The tears from heaven.
I wonder if i wish
to stop them
From numbness,
to waking,
then sensing.
The little voice in me says,
Wait, don't go.
Stay a little longer. I plead.
Sing for me today, rain.
With the gliding rhythm on my piano,
I'll play.
Chilly Wind, caress my bare skin
with the pure coldness that you bring.
like it's my first time in the snow.
the fire tree never fades in the picture.
The yellow sunkissed leaves, too.
What is it about Summer and Fall
that I can't forget?
Memories. Sweet imaginations.
The chilly rain. The misty wind.
You are here.
Freeze me with the sharp coldness you give.
Calm me. Maybe, comfort me.
And, if you leave
Will you visit me when summertime comes?
Before it gets too late
And again I fold.
Copyright © Wendy Meyer | Year Posted 2013
Of course on this night we are supposed to be asleep so Santa
could come, but we hadn't been home from Midnight Mass very long, and the
invigorating cold was not conducive to sleep. Even the hot chocolate did not do
much to help sedate the excitement.
We were hoping for sleds that year. The snow was perfect for
sledding especially like we did it. We tied out sleds on behind the car or pick up
and were pulled through the hills. We got our sleds. My dad and my uncle made
them for us.
No television and only in the late years were we allowed to use the
radio. Batteries were to expensive for frivolous use. We spent many hours
playing cards or games.
I took time out and went to high school and college and got my
teaching certificate.
My aunt taught there only one year after the Federal Government
turned the schools over to the local government.
The last time I was back there the out buildings had been moved and
Indian families were living in them. The school was dirty and unkept.
Now the school is gone. The ancestors who once walked these
dusty plains are gone. The Indians who were there when I was a child are gone.
They are Ghosts. Ghosts whose faces can be seen in the clouds.
Ghosts who still chop wood on those sub zero nights. And the drums we heard
in the middle of the nights are still beating. They beat as strongly as the heart
beats in a healthy body. The laughter of the children still echoes under the
The life blood of a culture, of a nation grows thin. The Battle of
Wounded Knee was the last battle to be fought between the white man and the
Indian on the northern plains. It's cries still echo across the land.
My foot prints in the creek did not last any longer than those they left
in the dust. But in my memories, this mile and a half by three quarter mile haven
still lives. And will live forever as a piece of unrecorded history.
Copyright © Marycile Beer | Year Posted 2007
Every time you listen to my songs
I will be sending you a great big kiss
And though I moved beyond your sight
Know all of you I will surely miss
Always remember the joy and laughter
That always found a home within my face
Always think about all the wonderful times
I took your mind and heart to another place
Please try never to shed unhappy tears
Each day my love ones while I am away
For there will be a time in the near future
When again in each others arms we'll stay
And tomorrow morning when you think of me
About the love you always saw in my eyes
Remember wherever you might be in your life
My spirit will never again leave your side
My family I miss all your hugs and kisses
Which I will always treasure, and I am sure
One day soon again we will laugh and sing
Together in heaven with our precious Lord.
A poem i was moved to write for Whitney, a beautiful
spirit, while listening to Stevie Wonder sing 'Love is in need
of love at here funeral!
Wendell A. Brown
Copyright February 18, 2012,
All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © Wendell Brown | Year Posted 2013
Sitting alone again, wondering if you're okay.
being alone, i remembered how i wanted you to stay.
looking for something I can hold on to.
It's the pillow that reminds me of you.
Every time the clock ticks,
I would always find a way to entertain myself &
hoping i can do some magic tricks.
before i close my eyes & go to sleep,
every night , i hope, i can be w/ you for just a glimpse.
every time it rains, i would always go outside,
but i guess no one would like to hold my hand & be by my side
I touched my face & i was already crying under the rain.
will there be someone willing to cast away all this pain?
until now, no one would risk,to wipe off these tears.
The shadow of my past, well those are my fears.
i always want to hide myself from this world's madness.
I often feel that I'm inside a bubble or in a dark sanctuary,
where there is sadness.
I hope there will be a wishing star that will pass by.
I'll make another wish,to find the guy who cant make me cry.
i sat at the corner of my room, and in my hand, was a ring,
a question that even i cant answer,
"will i forever be waiting like an Angel w/ a broken Wing"?
Copyright © Marianne Nolido | Year Posted 2011
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
It's a common saying that is decoded from the look of a man
But of a truth, genuine and true beauty is beyond what the eyes can see
Only the heart can feel it
It glows with such power, even the 'blind' will perceive
Regardless of our status, rich or poor
Aboriginality, the language or cultural background
We all can see and perceive this inner beauty with the same view
One advice for my fellow brothers,
Always by pass the look go straight inward
And from the inward, outward appearance can be well appreciated
And advice for everyone
As you take time to make up the physical beauty
Create more time to nurture the inner one
For when you are inwardly ugly
The outward projection is nothing but a fake
(c) 2010
Copyright © Joshua Akinwande | Year Posted 2011
Upon a beach I came to stand
And watched a child at play.
He did while playing in the sand
A point of life convey.
With scoops and buckets he did build
A structure tall and grand.
And to the child the beach did yield
A castle made of sand.
But as he left, I do recall,
Away I did not turn.
And with the coming night would fall
A lesson to be learned.
The tide came in, with force did strike,
The castle could not stand.
And I was shown how life is like
A castle made of sand.
And man is but a child at play,
His works they will not last.
For all he builds within days
Shall be by time surpassed.
Each thing we do, Each thing we say,
Each notion we conceive,
They all to soon shall pass away,
Yes, this I do believe.
We leave no mark, we leave no trace
That shall forever stand
Be sure my friend time will erase
Our days however grand.
Copyright © Stan Bradford | Year Posted 2007
Bathed by the ocean blue
There came a thought…
And it was solely of you.
How you'd dance across the night sky
With palms and the waves, waving good bye
With hopes and lights
All lost and wandering the night
Not at all lost…
But not at all found
I've wandered these towns…
I've wandered these thoughts,
Where has the time gone by?
No longer you dance…
No longer you play…
Just sit there in the sand
By the oceans nice bay
Dream with me tonight
Dream with me of all the things we once would do
Come back to life…
Just once…
Dance with me one last time
Beside the oceans blue
Come back to life…
Give me one last memory of you
Copyright © Jessica Kuilan | Year Posted 2012
She held onto Saturday, with hands calloused and nails bitten
to the quick...her eyes saw sunlight and denied it's presence while she rocked, back and
forth, back and forth, to the ticking of a dishonest...
He told her, in words that cut the air as they fell from a razor sharp tongue, that she
still played the part of the victim, her little girl costumes uncomfortably small, and she
refused to hang herself up, for she had memorized the part and her voice knew
Her lips parted, still stained with kisses and dripping with the acidic burn of
yesterday's stale tears, and she whispered the truth about choices as she unknowingly lied
to herself
He handed her the script with a brush to her cheek, and she shook her head as life tumbled
viciously around her face, her peripheral vision capturing sight of years long past, and
she informed him that she couldn't read it, she told him she was
He took her hand and taught her how to smile with the slight tickle of fingers that danced
across a lifeline that posessed trails she was ignoring, he showed her how to not walk
backwards and
the appearance of Sunday if she didn't
She discovered the moment she was stuck and moved herself beyond the sunset, misty skies
so old that colors had faded and maybe yesterday wasn't as pretty as she thought, maybe
didn't lie, and she came to an understanding as she straightened and tossed her sight to
the windows that glimmered with afternoon light...
that glistened with the reflection of twenty years past the weekend and the eyes of a
woman that had seen the formation of a smile
Peering out my bedroom window,
alarm clock's beeping time away.
although the hour's ticking on
time has stopped; forever gone...
a burning torch has lit the sky
field mice toil through cedar pine
a parrot tidies up her nest
hatchlings clamor at her breast.
In my mind, I've drifted off
to places where "old" time can't go.
I daydream here and stay a spell
however long, I could not tell...
enshrouded in a cloud of dust,
streetlamps warm sand flies.
rain clouds slip behind the moon.
tree frogs croak in tune.
I can't remember where I went
or how long I'd been gone.
but here, I'll linger knowing I'm
just fond of wasting time...
Copyright © Celeste Butler-Mendez | Year Posted 2009
I stood by your graveside this cold winters day.
A heart broken with sorrow that won't go away.
I called out your name and shed many a tear.
And hoped in my heart that you would appear.
God took you from us that fine sunny morning.
Our lives now shattered without any warning.
Your work here on earth has finished this year.
Your books and teachings you spread far and near.
It was a pleasure to know you for sixty odd years.
And when my time comes I will have no fears.
You will be waiting to greet me as oft times before.
When I call to your house and knock on the door.
Each night when I lay my head down to sleep.
I will ask the lord your soul to keep.
And if you find any time away from your books.
Look kindly on me as I walk in those woods.
Copyright © Patrick Ronan | Year Posted 2007
Can't sleep
My night fades into
The bright numbers
Of a digital clock
I make coffee
Which at this time of night
Feels good
As it slowly rolls down my throat
Beginning with a single thought
Ten thousand follow
That make no sense at all
All the while
I stare at the brightness
Of a digital clock
And suddenly realize
The number eight
Is brighter
Than any other number
In the darkness
Copyright © CJ Krieger | Year Posted 2011
Today, I reversed my clock
turned it backwards
like counter clockwise
changed the numbers on the face
To wind back the days
to undo the ways
To come back upon a place
that is forever in my memory
Was then I had a thought
into the other realms
Of a new kind of world
to take back the helms
One where we get good for the good
and bad gets bad for the hold
Turning us back
to never get old
Its a new way of thinking
a new kind of time
a new kind of longevity
a new kind of rhyme
a new kind of discovery
a new kind of feeling
a new kind of reality
a new kind of healing
When we change how we think
and our thoughts in that line
Its a secret I know
of this wave of the sine
The planet turns counter clock wise
The solar system turns counter clock wise
The galaxy turns in proximity of that
The highest of leaders
all knew of this chat
And this is how they got us all turned wrong
we've been misled
for time does not exist
its only behind
And its in the written mysteries
That only we can find
if we only learned to think with our 'own' mind.
Copyright © Liam Alepta | Year Posted 2017
down the stairs
and into the light of day
Into the blue
of the misty breezes
where the scent
of sea salt roses lay
and grow in perfusion
along the winding road
that lifts and dips
to the other side
of the Funday Bay
to cross the bridge
and rise again
to run away
over the distant hills-
screech and glide
high above the ocean spray
that falls in a mist
on the rocks
of the lower banks
behind our house
we run like the wind
through the fields
of fresh cut hay
as we make our way
to the rocky mantle -
on that volcanic plateau
worn smooth as glass
by the rolling waves
we play-
In A pool made
when the centre
of the earth
millennia ago
in that salty water
warmed by a blazing sun
with crabs
and periwinkles-
our ears filled
with the sound
of the ocean's drum
as it leaves
with the tide below-
We drift away-
Two little kids-
King and Queen
for a day-
In our kingdom
By the Bay
Author: Elaine George
Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2008
The problem of PolyNomials,
equivalent or not?
with NotPolyNomials
hides a geometric assumption
that was profoundly challenged by Bucky Fuller.
Polynomial v NotPolynomial
assumes if we could distinguish NP from P sets of information
in advance of processing language trials,
then we would know two sets of autonomously delineated bipolar information.
Yet this is no more, or less, the case
than to say that something is not
is to contain and define more valued information
than to say it is
at least notnot right now.
This equivalence or not
between not polynomial information
and notnot polynomial exformation
may be better redeveloped,
more cooperatively regenerate,
to see PolyNomials as binary informating bits,
where two notnot yin-negative exformating ambivalents
equal one positive Yang-PolyNomial equivalent
dipolar co-arising positive convex
as also dualdark co-gravitating concave
enthymematic dipolar.
For example,
YangLight c-squared
equivalent with YinYin e-squared
primal convex/concave
outside radiant/inside co-gravitating in reverse time
temporal double-binding relationship,
0-sum fractal Eulerian prime function,
like DNA and RNA string theorems
of regeneratively double-bound in/ex-FormFunction,
and Holy Spirits within CoRedemptive Trinitarian Hypostatic Braiding Trees of Threes,
and Gaia TriLateral CoOperative Hypotheses.
Yang reforesting radiant canopies
over Yin double-binding root systems of fractal ergodic rhythms,
with reiterative trunks of networking cooperatives root to branching
Yang EarthSpace
over YinFlowing Spiral Speed,
ReVolving BiLateral (0)Root PrimeTime.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2017
God created hands for building things. Sometimes before you build something, you must first destroy something else.
Wildfires are never supposed to be put out. Their sole purpose is to burn the entire forest to the ground, transform living things to fertilizer, making room and preparing the soil for new growth.
It is almost paradoxical,
that there must be death before birth
My hands have stared the grim reaper's reflection inside the pool of my best friends blood. An old student I used to tutor told me that I am the best brother she could have asked for
She said she will always love me
This was after I burned every bridge that traversed the gaps between us
Stared at her from across her desk
Told her that she will never be my sister. That our bloodlines will never match.
Our gene pools are just strangers that made the same wrong turn.
I spent so much time trying to find my way back that I never realized I was home in being lost I found something comfortable, without expectations. I only corrected myself after she spoke,
because I heard something familiar in her voice.
She sounded like family.
I have the scarred and wrinkled hands of a senior citizen
I'm only 22 years old
I once got my palm read
This gypsy woman told me that my lifeline should have been cut short when I hit 17.
That was a year ago.
What do gypsies know anyway
I have defied the odds my entire life.
Been broke down and built back up too many times to count
My fingernails chewed raw to the cuticle out of anxiety
I enjoy the taste of my own pain
Sometimes I use my own hands to destroy myself just to see who my real friends are who will build me back up when I can't do it alone
My hands have a desire to learn how to cook, but I'm not that great.
So when I am alone,
I tend to be hungry, not just for food though.
I starve for someone to talk to
It never satiates, because it's not you.
I know what it tastes like to completely give myself to someone.
My biggest fear is being abandoned.
When I look into your eyes, I am not afraid.
I need to cook you up a feast of myself, then feed it to you every day for the rest of our lives
Please tell me what I really taste like,
Be honest.
Years after my grandfather passed away, my grandmother moved into my aunt's house.
Since I was 5, every time I speak to her she asks me:
"Spenser, did you thank God for waking you up today?"
I think to myself, I never did tell my eyes to open themselves. It just happened.
So I don't know how to respond to her correctly.
I tell her that I love her, that I am writing a lot.
She tells me that she puts her hands together for me every night
Prays that I will get the job I want
I guess some prayers do get answered.
Sometimes two hands in the right position, matched with a conversation with God,
Can change things.
I even accidentally call that place home sometimes.
My dream is that my hands evolve into wolves, become part of a pack and work together with other hands to make a difference
Some days they will be the alpha male.
Full of confidence, at the head of the pack
Other days I need someone to show me the right way to go
Because if I've learned anything
It's that I am not always right
I can not always be in control of everything
The only thing I have ever really wanted is to know
That my hands were truly
A part of something.
Copyright © Spenser Jones | Year Posted 2012
linguistic evolution,
dynamic verbs, relational events
function through co-arising root systems,
nouns for actor and reactor,
co-arising preactive Ego-faith perpetuating,
dipolar reiterating
seasonal-sequential eco-health
regeneratively prime relational.
Systems are dynamic ecoverb phases,
to function systematically, reasonably, with pattern, is why "system"
ecosystemologically includes biosystemologic,
polyculturally polymorphic transregenerated
as fractal-balancing ecological health-systemic.
You know, ionic and iconic dynamic DNA transcripts
of mythic-logical 4D WinWin CoOperative Spiraling Teleology,
like double-helix RNA-Elder technology,
confluent with us DNA-wanna-play-nice
with Gaia's Earth Rights of Birth-thru-Death-thru-ReBirth
optimal regenerative co-arising birth-canal passage
through Great Transitional Events and Moments,
as well as BusinessAsUsual Evolutionary
slow-growth CoOperative Economics.
Culture likes each liveNOWlove,
both before taken over by anger
and after co-prehending fear of dualdark pasts,
notnot bi-delineating regeneration,
kosmic codex health recreationing prime-fractal-formed
Fullerian-bicameral-knotted mindbody.
Nature becoming nurture-
ecoself-perpetuating bilateral Time
positive/negative feedback-fold dipolar loop hypostasis,
ongoing through Time's bilateral co-gravitational
nutrient string
back and forth toward (0) ecoEarthTribe-centric
dialogical political and economic Creation PolyStory,
global cooperative health and safety language,
ego-nouns for ecobiosystemic balancing verbs.
EarthTribe organic members long to exegete
Yin's RightLeft Balancing Exegenesis,
agapic-erotic nondual dynamite,
revolution thru great transitions,
as Wisdom muses thru great literature.
As is love, synonymous with synergy, Fullerian-fractal.
Loves, with their hates, are lives
are dynamic Ego-discontinuous verbal ecosystems,
with their own lovely and angry and fearful births and deaths,
their own childhoods,
and adolescent full-bodied spring,
and sometimes mature autumnal wisdom
follows diastolic-dialectic ecologosing younger adulthood
of bicameral polyenculturation,
spreading viral love verbs
far and creolic wide,
now going cooperative networked on-line,
wealth without walls.
Love functions synergetic-integral-unitarian dynamically,
what beloved longs for
as does belonging recall,
for longing is only able to see
the reverse face of love already nouned,
already known, remembered, labeled,
reconnecting belonging
with exegeting
regenerating viral-vital-vive-live with notnot-live systems of degeneration
dynamites of cooperatively regenerate synergy,
integral integrity absorbing competition's age of LeftDominant suffering,
unitarian universality of ecovalue
nutrient enriched polycultural guilds of ecotruths,
viral ecocomprehension
bicamerally balancing life-function as love renouned.
like evolution of language,
draws in and out, down and up, dynamic verbs,
functioning with co-arising ecoRNAroot systems,
nouns for action and reaction,
preaction and self-implicating embryo
children of Ancient SunGod-ReGenerative Productive Branch-Yang-Worshipers
thereby feeding all those YinYin
notnot double-temporal bound
fertile feminist RightBrain dominant
forested root systems
of eco-neural-fractal evolutionary-thru-revolutionary
ecosystemic cooperative
economic as political compost-robust dynamite.
Or, perhaps that was Wisdom Literature.
I reiteratively interchange those paradigms.
I wonder why I am not alone in that,
in here,
as also there,
as now
is also notnot yet politically begun economically,
where my bicameral Left mind ends up
is where our Right-Balanced bilateral BodyElders began,
eco square-rooted
in binomial balanced ego/eco Earth's RealTime Prime
nutrient value regenerating co-arising Integral-Unitarian
Synergetic Commons,
Polyculturing Outcome Integrity.
AnthroMythos creation-story re-ligions EarthTribal Iconic Logos,
Gaia Goddess of EcoJustice, Rain, Water, Earth, Regenerate Fertility, etc.
we do our poli-economic hoky-poky,
as we turn our Earth-nest around,
upside down,
where BlueHeaven still moon lights GreenEarth
in full double-negative temporal-bilateral fractals
of energetic frequency and healthy compost-function.
like Wisdom Literature,
great nutritional ecotherapeutic reading for insomniacs,
but be careful of which nutrient-choices you make,
whether reading or writing
some are healthier than others.
Polycultural diversity is usually our self-optimizing choice,
more permaculturally tested and researched for full-octave balancing harmony,
full-color witnessed and time regenerated,
loved and metasystemically synergized
as nature rhymes with nurture
and reason rhymes with season
and Bucky rhymes with Lucky
Plan ZeroCentric B/A Resonance.
Revolutionary Dynamics,
like evolution as ego/ecosystemic bilateral balance
of mythic poetic Timing,
logos-muse of CoPresent Diastatic Now,
stepping firmly in our dance
hunting past and haunting future Earth-nativity.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016
Now that time is getting shorter for the arrival of my new home it has put quite a
stress on Shirlee and Fred. They have had to do rearranging out at their place in order to
accommodate my permanent cabin, besides working their full time jobs.
Friday Shirlee was off and there were some fittings on the skelgas tank that had
to be replaced before it could be put to use. (Now my days on the Nebraska and South
Dakota plains I seem to remember our source of heat was called skelgas even though it was
actually propane. Well that was a day ago I think) We also had errands pertaining to the
mobile home so I went out and picked her up and we went from there. Actually she has just
started working 4 days a week, ten hours a hours a day with Friday's off so we usually have
this day together anyway.
I started the day with a light breakfast (so we could eat in town) and loaded the
things I needed to take along and pulled out of the driveway. As I reached the end of our
street and was gazing into the sun waiting for the cross traffic to pass I was startled by a
sight in the distance. Probably a quarter mile ahead of me was a lake and as a large truck
passed by on the interstate I was shocked to see... The Loch Ness Monster slowly working his
way horizontal with the lake shore. Totally stunned I was then confused as to which road I
should take out to Shirlee's. Finally I decided I would take the interstate. As I passed under
the interstate to reach my turn off I breathed a sigh of relief as the monster turned out to be
a tractor with double appendages raised in the air and a cab with a rounded top. I started
laughing so hard I almost missed the turn off and had barely gained control as I reached the
house. After greeting the dogs I proceeded to do a little chore as Shirlee went outside to do
some of her chores. When she returned I was all but rolling on the floor reliving the earlier
scene. I had shared it with the dog while she was out. After urging I finally told her of the
incident. Eye brows raised she said, " I wondered for a minute as I didn't realize they were
land animals too." With that we departed for town.
Copyright © Marycile Beer | Year Posted 2008
I never knew until that moment how bad it could hurt
To lose someone you never really had,
Days can be tough and at times cruel
To much for one to bear alone..
I was hoping that you would say
If I feel that I can't hold on any longer,
You'll take my hand and we'll go through it until together.
When the time comes, that if I can't stand on my own again
And I won't need you anymore, I will let go.
I will let go, if that would make you happy..
If you're lonely and your heart feels empty,
Just tell me and I will step inside.
But if One Day, you'll be needing that space for someone else
Don't worry and gladly I will give in my space..
Like in a painful, sad love story
It's amazing how easily to fall inlove with someone,
Who simply smiles, talks or stare at you
The only hard thing to do is to make that person fall for you.
They say that time heals all wounds, but all it's done so far
is give me more time to think about how much I miss You..
Okay, so maybe time heals most wounds, right?
Then why does it feel like it?
The wound is getting bigger and bigger every second.
Maybe Love is just a beautiful dream, and then we wake up..
Just as they always say when somebody leaves
When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness,
Instead keep your head up high and gaze for the stars.
For that is where broken hearts have been sent to heal..
What is the opposite of Two?..
...A lonely me, A lonely You...
They say relationships are like glass
That sometimes it's better to leave them broken
Than risk hurting oneself in trying to put it back together.
Lost in my heart, lost in my mind, I'm lost in your eyes
Entire days, weeks, months, ...a blur...
Flickers of light in the darkness
Only to be enveloped in shadow once more.
And yet within the shadows of pain
Might be the faint flicker of love once fel,t
And that could make all the darkness worthwhile
Because a single "I Love You"
Is worth more than a thousand goodbyes..
I'm tired my Beloved..
of chafing my heart against the want of you,
Of squeezing into little inkdrops and writing it.
Ask me why I keep on loving you
When it's clear that you don't feel the same way for me.
The problem is that as much as I can't force you to love me
I can't force myself to stop loving you..
So I tell myself sometimes..
'Count the gardens by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall.
Count your life with smiles and not with tears that roll." ..
Though sometimes, these tears say all there is to say
And the scars don't ever fade away,
I am thankful that for a moment
I once met You, I once felt you look my way.
I once felt You within me, in my heart and mind
I once was happy and alive with You
I once Loved you and still Loving You... xoxo
P.S ..KYHYCYILY.. always.. ? ? ?
(re-edited letter)
Copyright © Anna Lo | Year Posted 2012
Your time has come like the rising sun. Stand up for life created by God's love as
the dove descends from above. He has a plan for you to be one with Him as He
is with you thus making you brand new. Your life should be more than just the
ordinary existence, let Him strengthen you as your soul runs the distance. Be
filled with His spirit and let your light shine. Manifest His joyful glory and
overcome obstacles in His name while unto Him you render an acclaim. Move
ahead and be the lighthouse of strength without relenting; thus ascending from
the bottomless pit into His eternal light of creation. Experience the fullness of
your destiny with God in the middle of your future. Build your foundation in His
word and spirit. Empower your soul with His tenacity; He will determine your
capacity. Be anointed by His grace and experience the reality of not just a
dream. A light lit for living liturgy. He has you covered with His Holy Spirit. Now
step out—your time has come!
Comments: A prose poem is written in prose form. It does not have line breaks
or varying topography as a regular poem. During the mid-nineteenth century,
Charles Baudelaire published Petis poemes en prose. Oscar Wilde, T.S Eliot
and others have written in this genre. The genre started in France and is now
worldwide. The use of concrete language and figurative speech such as
imagery, rhymes, personification, contrast, simile, metaphor, alliteration,
metonymy, synecdoche, abstraction and the like should be incorporated based
on the desire of the poet. The piece may focus on language, a story, or
something similar based on the choice of the poet.
Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2007
My dad is a brick mason and so were my 2 grandfathers so it's easy to say I would
know a thing or two about laying brick. It has surely come in handy a few times in
my life and each time I've had to use that knowledge; I have become smarter,
quicker, more experienced. With each job, the joints look more clean, the foundation
more sturdy, are larger than the last, more effective, rising higher and higher. I have
found that some jobs were unnecessary and the walls would need to be torn down.
But as I get more under my belt, those walls are harder to tear down. The last wall
to come down started slowly, very tedious work, back-breaking, brow
sweating….many man hours went into what eventually resulted in a massive wall to
come crashing down… covering everything around it in a cloud of dust. It was a
most victorious day and well worth the hard labor. The land was cleared of debris
and life began to flourish where the wall once stood. But I've been out of work for a
while, no need for any walls to be built….until now. I thought my mason days would
be over and I could hang up my trowel….retire from this laborious job that has took
such a toll on me over the years. But now a wall is needed and it is time to dust of
the tools handed down to me from a father to his daughter….trowel, level, jointer,
and brush. This project is my biggest yet and will require much attention to details
to ensure that it will withstand just about any force of nature. That it will stand rigid,
unbreakable, firm. I dread the hours that this will require, the aches and pains my
body will endure for this enormous wall….a wall that no one will be able to rappel
over, with numerous defensives, so high and well-built that it will intimidate anyone
who dares to think twice about seeing what's on the other side….a wall long
enough to encase a small city so that those who rest inside will sleep peaceful at
night with no worries of invasion. As I gather my tools together, I realize I had
forgotten how heavy those mortar mix bags were. Funny…you usually never forget
that or the effort that goes into mixing mortar. But I had forgotten. I start going
over the blueprints, going over the knowledge that has been passed down to me
and what I have acquired by experience….building my confidence up for that task
that lays before me. It's time..yes I believe I'm ready to start my footer. As my
shovel strikes the dirt…I wonder if this is the beginning or the end of my career as a
brick mason's daughter.
Copyright © A Rambling Righting Riley - Shauna Riley | Year Posted 2011
I had heard this song by an obscure artist, with a twist as it played verses
of 'Somewhere over the rainbow, with 'What a wonderful' world entwined.
It's simply melody strummed on a ukalele mesmerized me as I listened on the radio
in the car.
I remember saying to my wife, "I want this at my funeral." I was morbidly honest
that way.
Several years later, I was watching an episode of E.R. in which our favorite
character, Dr. Green discovers he has brain cancer, and a short time to live. He's
basically given the advice we all wish to avoid. "You don't have long, retire, enjoy
the time you have left."
Dr Green, plans a vacation with his daughter, who's relationship has been strained
since his divorce. For the next three or four episodes Dr. Green and his daughter
spend his last days surfing in Hawaii. Mending the relationship slowly, to a degree
of understanding only a father and daughter could know. He's still Dad, and she's a
teen working on letting go of her resentments.
In the last episode of the story, he's not doing well. He keeps passing out and his
strength is waning. He knows it's only a matter of days, possibly hours; but doesn't
share this with his daughter, the scenary is of a bungalo on the beach, white sands
surround the openness of the primitive bungalo, palm trees speckle the beach, and
in the distance lies the royal blue waters of the Pacific Ocean.
A day of surfing is suddenly changed as he suggests that his daughter go ahead of
him, he'll stay back and watch until his strength returns. So he sits in a hammock,
and watches out in the water as she strolls off to surf, Background music grows to
this song I'd so loved, by and artist named Israel "IZ" Kamakawiwo?ole and as the
music is playing softly, the camera pans in on the face of Dr. Green for his death
scene, and his last breath. The camera pulls back, from the back of his head, above
the bungalo, above the beach as if we are Dr Green's soul departing this earth.
Yes, I cried like a little school girl as realized that my favorite character had just
been erased from our show, with no chance to come back for a Cameo... What!? of
course that's why I cried! OKAY! it was a tear jerker! and the saddest part, was the
relationship with his daughter was still in repair . Moral of the story i guess-- You
never know when its your time, so don't hold on to petty resentments, and love
every minute of life.
I later learned, Israel "IZ" Kamakawiwo?ole; had also died
Copyright © michael hornschuch | Year Posted 2011
Does your money derive from health-regenerative investments?
Well, what could that mean?
Do you make your money, honey,
with both light and dark co-arising memory
of midway love and peace intent,
avoiding anger-fear monoculturally competitive
dominant-power relationships,
and struggles against others,
against Earth,
choosing to struggle with cognitive-affective
chronic neural-temporal dissonance,
indicators of imbalance issues,
and opportunities for more polyculturally nutritious
ecosystemic polyculturing health-trend outcomes?
Is that your elevator speech, or Pledge of Allegiance to ReGenerative Health?
I thought it was a question that assumed
you don't like elevator pitches
for more money being removed from your pocket,
whether asking or being asked,
don't matter,
bad timing to invest in one-way elevator rides.
Try it again,
what is this regenerative health investment
you think we both have in mind and body?
Is your time and money invested
in this cooperative stream of Earth's regenerate evolution,
co-arising revolution of transition crisis times
as ecoconscious bilateral,
and, by the way,
therefore evolving-emergent as bicameral-neural
light of logos fractal-ecologic?
I most certainly hope not!!!
That sounds much too grand for EgoMe.
But, your most active stage of hope,
the one more important than all those that could possibly follow,
is now,
this moment,
is always the permaculturist's nutritional Zero-Centric Zone of Ego/Eco
regenerative development and focus
Before you in each relationship and transaction,
political and economic,
two primal principles of cooperative economic investment,
possibly of interest to philanthropic,
and religious,
and large-scale public economic/political health-culture research investors,
but most certainly of interest to EgoYou.
Such a sweeping scale of regenerativity.
Are you sure you can deliver such rich fertility
with my money?
Where are your outcomes of such vast healthy wealth?
You need not search this mindbody proposal
to see if I am community invested,
if time and life are money-valued commodities,
my money and health and regenerative potential
for sale or rent
in exchange for what quality of money,
what source of health investment
absorbing dualdark angry-fearful past pathology?
This proposal comes to you
through deep-nested communities
of co-cultural time as light investment.
What are your layers of cooperative political
and economic investment,
where lie these mutually-subsidiary networks?
My communities are interdependent communicators,
co-empathic autonomic
rich paradigmatic intent and polycultural practice.
Are your health outcomes of potential interest
only to our human tribe,
or is there a cooperative DNA/RNA synergy
demonstrated in your proposal design,
and/or installation investment plan?
Which cooperative investment communities appear
as higher risk potential divestors
due to internal monoculturally-dominant
political and economic assumptions?
How do you propose to avoid Business As Usual
anthrocentric-normative trends?
Who do you propose will hope and plan to do business with you,
and how,
through mutual barter, and/or cooperation?
And who intends to continue doing business competitively,
without you? And why?
Who do you hope and plan to invest in
and not invest in,
to achieve healthy helpful outcomes,
and what and how,
whether barter, competition, or cooperative absorption
into our Help As Health Bank?
Your proposal outcomes,
for each moment and day and year,
like your own embryonic Ego life,
should demonstrate early investors,
how you will optimize polyculturally inclusive outcomes
of equitable harmony,
especially if you are not beginning
with a clearly articulated
and balanced
health-regenerative theory
root-systemic base
to compost rich fertile health-enculturation.
I will consider your deep learning/listening proposals
each and every moment of each day and night
of mutual ecoconsciousness,
asking where does this proposal fit best
within our cooperative health-as-help portfolio
with other potential investments at this time,
to consider in light of prior
and still ongoing
cooperative-healthguild investments,
and their comparative health v. pathology outcomes
for future regeneration
of Earth's multiculturing Time.
Please be sure any investment opportunities
explicitly measure future polycultural sensory-health
against current comparatively monocultural,
over-competitive economic and political status-quo risks,
not only within your Nature-Investment Program Outcomes
but also how nutritional results
will be winnowed and seed-selected,
decomposed to enrich
your own future regenerative Interior Landscape,
your health lives of love
with your original and ongoing cooperators,
yourselves in aligning/maligning relation with others.
Perfect, all here and accounted for.
So, how are you investing and divesting
as our
"Cooperative Help As Health Bank"
ecological economic and political health
polycultural outcome proposal
within your own time as money investment portfolio?
I yearn for when my troubles were as frost flowers; when the intermittent wresting
of my inner strings was natural , a part of growing up, and when, from tender stem ,
there emerged feelings of confliction that whirled into a strange collage-puberty's
design. But whether my ordeals then were unique, like the latticework of
snowflakes, or as simple as a raindrop on my pane, each one, wing footed,
eventually melted from my mind.
Later came the common plagues: marital discord, effects of growing old and other
irritations, weeds I plucked and dandelion fluff I blew away. These I could abide.
But other winters passing now have brought trials which are as a thorny web.
In unexpected times of drought, from seemingly nowhere. . . they sprout. Star
Thistles (over which I've no control) come time and time again to prick my soul.
Unlike the fleeting flowers of frondescent youth (whose memory retains for me some
beauty), these thistles of infliction are both ugly and unyielding. Surrounding me are
melancholy notes, and though the melody is rallentando, I think this dirge may
never have an end.
For Catie Lindsey's "Dark Prose" Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
When I was young the stress clouds were more reliable, they came and went just like the light of day and the dark of night. As I got older, the stress clouds became more obstinate, seemed more serious, and stayed in my head as permanent residents. Then one day the clouds stopped moving. The dark foreboding clouds just sat there putting pressure on my body like an unattended pot of boiling water. That's when I got the first message. One of the dark clouds spoke to me in my sleep and said, get your act together; there's a difference between family and things.
After that, the stress clouds started moving again, changing their position in my head depending on the time of day. The pot of boiling water calmed down and the things got fixed and faded away into the light of day. But the family stress clouds were different. They had more energy and talked to me every day in the language of dying and the language of struggling and the language of trying. The pot of water continued to bubble around the edges making a painful clamor within my spirit.
That's when I got the second message. It came from the bubbles and reminded me of an ensemble of singers. The music was warm and inviting and sounded like elegant thinking. Manage the stress clouds one day at a time they sang with an encouraging voice. Manage the stress clouds one day at a time.
Copyright © Howard Dion | Year Posted 2014
This image of me, now so many years later
each year looking, I've found some imperfections
Mirror-mirror, why should I ask - my time won't last,
peering into you, gray now, not young only faultiness,
Years passing, why my image in my mirror
should have creaked by, each year looking
will my image fade in front of my Looking glass
I did Love being strong, young, only gray I see
So now seeing time as if it stood still each time,
touching this image onto my glass of memories past
wrongs, rights, scars, life time stories untold all mine
My life has found it's way full circle to gray, at last
Things I see now in my looking glass,
are all part past, present, future, why I'm handsome
graceful, I see each year in me, as if with class
so I will leave my mark, "love" too touch someone
Copyright © Perry Campanella | Year Posted 2013
The location of the Spring Creek School was on a flat, nestled
between the cliff on the north and the Little White River on the south. The river
flowed in from the northwest, circled to the south of the school about a quarter
mile and wended it's way east departing to the northeast. Though I never saw it
in my day I imagine this was once a flood plain. Yes, at one time this could
easily have been the scene of flash floods. The waters tumbling and sloshing
their way across this insignificant piece of ground in a hurry to reach the exit.
Time had slowed the waters and erosion had taken it's tole, leaving the west and
south in twenty to thirty foot sharp sandy cliffs. The ground sloped to the east
leaving a two foot drop off. A sandy graded road approached the large heavy duty
bridge, crossed and continued on as a trail road.
It's summer and the Little White River gently rolls from bend to bend.
We are running back and forth across the bridge stopping now and then to lean
over the rail and watch the Indian children splashing in the only deep spot. It was
first comers got the choice spot. Big deal! Chest deep to a ten year old.
We run off the bridge south. The graded road crosses a big culvert
allowing a small spring access to the river where it fans out at the point of entry.
We run through the crystal liquid turning it into chocolate and leaving dents in the
once smooth sand. This is a child's paradise. Sand so pure, soft and powdery
warmed by the sun. The deeper we dig the cooler the sand becomes as it is
joined by the moisture below.
Our mothers put limits on our water sports. First: we had to wait an
hour after the meal to get in the water. Second: polio was a concern in our day
and we didn't get to play as often as we thought we should. Third: we were not
allowed to swim unless our mothers were with us. With the gardening, house
keeping and canning, we were lucky if we got to swim two or three times a week.
I guess that is why we spent most of our time on horseback.
On the ridge north of the school stood a lookout tower. In the long
evenings we would be found always outside, either sitting on the steps, running
up and down the fire escapes or in the front yard. This was the only real green
grass in the area. It was fenced to keep cattle or horses from trampling it into the
mirrored image of its surroundings. This enclosure measured fifty by a hundred
feet and was kept watered. A large tree provided the only shade
Why does sacrilegious
mean struggling against sacred religion
rather than struggling with re-ligioning divinity
as notnot dualling dividity?
How could prodigal sons and daughters
struggle against their prodigy potential,
yet not struggle with their prodigious potentiality?
When would a natural spirit
struggle against spirituality
rather than struggle with nondual spirited-correlational nature?
Which reminds me,
why does human nature
mean struggling against nature
rather than struggling with articulating integrative humane race
within and toward co-arising nature?
Where does contentiousness
suggest warring against contentment
rather than wrestling with nondual appositional content?
How did death economic reassurance
land on "life insurance"?
Who thought mental dis-ease
could not be compatible with mental health
emerging overdue internal conversations?
Why isn't anger management
more importantly love optimization development?
How could eco-normative cooperative evolutionary transactions
have become ecodislogical monochromatic competition
to store nutrients in safe deposit boxes
where they become detrimental risk of loss
with inevitably unsafe-able death?
If elation
predicts relations
predict correlations
then why not evolution
predicts revolution
predicts ecorevolutionary systems,
merging regenerative love of EarthTribe health?
If bilateral past-future time co-gravitates,
then why wouldn't bicameral love/anger Left
with dipolar symmetry/dualdark fear Right
Why would a natural eco-spirit inductive-recessive
notnot nondually evolve a spiritual ego-natural deductive dominant?
If mythic creation stories of why we live
articulate dualdark logos dipolarity of how we purgatively die
while living within a WinWin naturally regenerative,
and unitarian Earth-Home-Universe,
then how are not all cultural nurturances
both universal and unitarian econatured?
How could a healthy integral, integrative re-ligion
re-syncing bicameral verb
become such a toxically divisive
anthrocentrically universal noun?
Why couldn't nurture DNA nature
as DNA-nature eco/ego nondually dipolarizes nurturing love,
integrity as positive-regenerative?
Why isn't bilateral Time
spelled "Tao"
and defined as self-reiteratively progenitive EcoPresence?
Why are polycultural languages and values and political economies
to emerge polypaths
toward regenerative ecologos of bilateral co-arising global polyculture,
guilds and cooperative networks emerging nondual revolving Time,
as SunGod rises with prodigious eco-hope
yet nocturnally arrests with prodigal ego-suffering,
jonesing about hope
invested in justice
as one more dawn of life incarnate-memory?
It's only the start now
...a road yet unknown
At times the whisper of other steps
...sometimes we walk alone
The best start of our lives
May at times cry in sorrow
But even on our deadliest days
The sun will shine tomorrow.
So we must do our best
Whatever time may bring
And look beyond the winter chill
To taste the breath of spring.
Into each life will come
A time to start anew
A new start for each heart
As lively as morning dew.
Though the responsibilities of life are great
And palms are bowed so low
The cyclone of time will leave behind
The beauty of a rainbow.
Time will never take away
Our chance to start anew
It's only the start now
So the beautiful dreams can still come true.
Copyright © Nikhil Chandwani | Year Posted 2013


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Vincent Kompany insists Manchester City do not fear Barcelona and says playing at Stoke is tougher.
Tottenham are eyeing the transfer of Sporting Lisbon's Under-19 whizzkid Bubacar Djalo.
West Brom are planning a summer transfer swoop for Wolves winger Bakary Sako.
Luis Suarez warns Manchester City they will face the real Barcelona this week in the Champions League following their shock 1-0 La Liga loss to Malaga.
Alejandro Faurlin hopes he can boost QPR's relegation fight by returning from a serious knee injury.
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Sky Bet Championship clubs Ipswich, Wigan and Wolves want to take Leicester City striker Chris Wood on loan.
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England forward James Milner has been linked with Liverpool and Arsenal in recent months and looks set to become a free agent in the summer, with no new Manchester City deal on the horizon.
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The Rhineland 1945 (Paperback)
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Known as the last great 'stand-up fight' of the Second World War (1939-1945), the battle for the Rhineland was brutal in the extreme. Eisenhower's 'broad front' policy called for the whole of the Rhineland to be taken before pushing his troops across the Rhine and into Germany itself. The Germans opened the Roer dams in a vain bid to temper this massive Allied offensive and this called for a drastic change in tactics. The ensuing battle was characterised by amphibious assaults on the fortified villages of the flooded Rhine lowlands, frontal assaults on the much vaunted Siegfried Line and the grim fighting for the Reichswald Forest. It was to be 'the last great killing ground in the west'.
About the Author
Ken Ford was born in Hampshire in 1943. He trained as an engineer and spent almost thirty years in the telecommunications industry. He now spends his time as an author and a bookseller specialising in books in military history. He has written a number of books on various Second World War subjects.


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Atrioventricular Block
Atrioventricular Block an interruption of the electrical signal between the atria and the ventricles. Atrioventricular block of the electrical signal between the atria and ventricles; can vary in severity from first, second or third degree (complete heart block).. A conduction disturbance that consists of a delay (or complete inability) of a electrical impulse, generated in the atria, to reach the ventricles. Clinical types are divided into first (no serious), second and third degree (most serious).The heart block: recurrent sudden attacks of unconsciousness caused by impaired conduction of the impulse that regulates the heartbeat . Some drugs may precipitate atrioventricular block (for example clonidine, methyldopa, verapamil). A permanent pacemaker may be required for a third degree (complete) heart block.
Atrioventricular block is categorized as first-degree (PR interval > 0.21 second with all atrial impulses conducted), second-degree (intermittent blocked beats), or third-degree (complete heart block, in which no supraventricular impulses are conducted to the ventricles). Atrioventricular Block is an unusually slow heartbeat due to a slowing or blocking of electrical impulses in the heart's conduction system .That is a third degree heart block due to total cessation of impulse conduction through the atrioventricular junctional tissue; no correspondence exists between atrial and ventricular activity, and ventricular asystole and death occur unless a ventricular pacemaker is activated.
Second-degree block is subclassified. In Mobitz type I (Wenckebach) atrioventricular block, the atrioventricular conduction time (PR interval) progressively lengthens, with the RR interval shortening, before the blocked beat (see ECG); this phenomenon is almost always due to abnormal conduction within the atrioventricular node. In Mobitz type II atrioventricular block, there are intermittently nonconducted atrial beats not preceded by lengthening atrioventricular conduction (see ECG). It is usually due to block within the His bundle system. The classification as Mobitz type I or Mobitz type II is only partially reliable, because patients may appear to have both types on the surface ECG, and the site of origin of the 2:1 atrioventricular block cannot be predicted from the ECG. The width of the QRS complexes assists in determining whether the block is nodal or infranodal. When they are narrow, the block is usually nodal; when they are wide, the block is usually infranodal. Electrophysiologic studies may be necessary for accurate localization. Management of atrioventricular block in acute myocardial infarction has already been discussed. This section deals with patients in the nonischemic setting.
First-degree and Mobitz type I block may occur in normal individuals with heightened vagal tone (see ECG); (see ECG). They may also occur as a drug effect (especially digitalis, calcium channel blockers, -blockers, or other sympatholytic agents), often superimposed on organic disease. These disturbances also occur transiently or chronically due to ischemia, infarction, inflammatory processes, fibrosis, calcification, or infiltration. The prognosis is usually good, since reliable alternative pacemakers arise from the atrioventricular junction below the level of block if higher degrees of block occur.
Mobitz type II block is almost always due to organic disease involving the infranodal conduction system (see ECG). In the event of progression to complete heart block, alternative pacemakers are not reliable. Thus, prophylactic ventricular pacing is required.
Complete (third-degree) heart block is a more advanced form of block often due to a lesion distal to the His bundle and associated with bilateral bundle branch block. The QRS is wide and the ventricular rate is slower, usually less than 50 beats/min (see ECG). Transmission of atrial impulses through the atrioventricular node is completely blocked, and a ventricular pacemaker maintains a slow, regular ventricular rate, usually less than 45 beats/min. Exercise does not increase the rate. The first heart sound varies in intensity; wide pulse pressure, a changing systolic blood pressure level, and cannon venous pulsations in the neck are also present. Patients may be asymptomatic or may complain of weakness or dyspnea if the rate is less than 35 beats/min; symptoms may occur at higher rates if the left ventricle cannot increase its stroke output. During periods of transition from partial to complete heart block, some patients have ventricular asystole that lasts several seconds to minutes. Syncope occurs abruptly.
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Patients with episodic or chronic infranodal complete heart block require permanent pacing, and temporary pacing is indicated if implantation of a permanent pacemaker is delayed.
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Instituted in 1988, the Lucia Trade Award commemorates the 350th anniversary of the first Swedish settlement in the United States. Like Saint Lucia herself, the award symbolizes light, hope and peace.
Each year, the Award is given to a person who has significantly contributed to fostering free trade between the U.S. and Sweden. It affirms a philosophy of peace through trade, and acknowledges that interdependence, cooperation and communication enhance mutual understanding. U.S. President Ronald Reagan was the inaugural recipient of the award, followed by H.R.H Prince Bertil, the first Swedish recipient.
The Award itself is an intriguing glass sculpture by Bertil Vallien, world renowned Swedish designer of Orrefors Kosta Boda crystal. Entitled "The Voyage", the award is a 20-inch long sculpture in the form of a seafaring trade vessel. Captured within the hull of the ship are allegorical reference to the Swedish-American trade relations and the spirit of the Lucia tradition.
Included within the crystal sculpture is a vivid blue and yellow representation of the Swedish flag, a glass "parcel" signifying goods and free trade, a key-shaped metal object symbolizing "open doors" and the "Key of Kalmar (Kalmar Nyckel), the first ship that brought Swedish emigrants to America. Several free-floating stars represent America.
Hans Stråberg, Chairman of Atlas Copco AB, Roxtec AB, CTEK, Nikkarit AB and Member of the Board of Directors of Investor AB, StoraEnso Oyj, N Holding AB and Orchid Orthopedics, was presented with the Chamber's 29th annual Lucia Trade Award during a Gala Dinner on December 1, 2016, held at The Pierre in New York City.
Hans Stråberg was President and Chief Executive Officer of AB Electrolux 2002-2010. He has held various leading positions within the Electrolux Group, both in Sweden as well as in USA, since joining the group in 1983. Hans Stråberg has broad leadership experience in running a multinational company while successfully transforming the company from being manufacturing led to become consumer and marketing driven. Mr. Stråberg has extensive experience from doing business in most parts of the world as well as from both B2C and B2B businesses. Mr. Stråberg currently also serves as EU Co-Chair: TABD, TransAtlantic Business Dialogue and a member of The Royal Swedish Academy of Engineering Sciences (IVA).
"Few people I know embody the spirit of the Lucia Trade Award more than Hans Stråberg," says SACC New York Chairman, Steve Trygg. "In addition to his many international executive roles and directorships over the years – once one of the youngest CEOs for a Fortune 500 company – Mr. Stråberg has worked hard and diligently as the EU Co-Chair for TABD, the Trans-Atlantic Business Dialogue.
The Swedish-American Chamber of Commerce, Inc. is pleased to announce that Inge G. Thulin, Chairman of the Board, President and Chief Executive Officer of 3M will be presented with the Chamber's 28th annual Lucia Trade Award during a gala dinner on December 3, 2015, held at The Pierre in New York City.
Inge Thulin has been 3M's Chairman, President and CEO for more than three years, capping a career with the company that has spanned nearly four decades. In 2003, Mr. Thulin assumed the position of Executive Vice President for International Operations, and in 2011 he became Executive Vice President and Chief Operating Officer. Less than a year later, he was appointed President and CEO, shortly followed by the addition of the chairmanship of 3M's Board of Directors.
Mr. Thulin currently also serves as Director of Chevron Corporation, as well as Chairman of the Greater Twin Cities (Minnesota) United Way Campaign for 2015.
"We are truly honored to add Mr. Thulin's name to the long list of distinguished recipients of the Lucia Trade Award," says Steve Trygg, Chairman of SACC New York. "Mr. Thulin embodies the very core of what the Lucia Trade Award stands for: formidable cross-Atlantic success for a company managed by a formidable cross-Atlantic success in his own right. No surprise to also find Mr. Thulin as a former Board Trustee of the United States Council for International Business."
SACC New York is pleased to announce that Annika Falkengren, President & CEO of Skandinaviska Enskilda Banken (SEB), will be presented with the 27th Annual Lucia Trade Award during a Gala Dinner on December 1, 2014, held at The Pierre in New York City. Ms. Falkengren will receive the award in recognition of her strong support of free trade.
Annika Falkengren was named President and CEO of SEB in 2005, following a long and successful career with the bank. Aside from her commitments with SEB, Ms. Falkengren chairs the Swedish Bankers' Association and is member of the supervisory board of Volkswagen, as well as member of the board of Securitas. Ms. Falkengren has earned several renowned nominations, such as "European Banker of the Year" in 2012. Other nominations include, Fortune Magazine's "Top 10 Most Powerful Women Globally", and The Financial News' "100 most influential people in European Capital Markets".
Ms. Falkengren is a longstanding, active and supporting board member of the Swedish-American Chamber of Commerce in New York. She has been speaking at several of the Chamber's events, as well as provided support to the annual Executive Women's Conference.
"The financial industry has been under severe pressure in recent years. During this time, Annika Falkengren has displayed an unwavering focus and a steadfast commitment to supporting SEB's clients' in their international business and trade. We are very proud to announce Ms. Falkengren as the recipient of the 2014 Lucia Trade Award and truly honored to add her name to the long list of distinguished recipients," says Steve Trygg, Chairman of SACC New York.
Michael Corbat received the 2013 Lucia Trade Award in recognition of his longstanding support of free trade.
Michael Corbat was named CEO of Citi in October 2012, following a long and successful career within the company. Prior to being named CEO, Mr. Corbat served as Citi's CEO of Europe, Middle East and Africa (EMEA), overseeing all of Citi's business operations in the region, including consumer banking, corporate and investment banking, securities and trading and private banking services.
Mr. Corbat has been at Citi and its predecessor companies since his graduation from Harvard University with a bachelor's degree in economics in 1983. During his career, he has also served as the CEO of Citi Holdings, Citi's portfolio of non-core businesses and assets; CEO of Citi's Global Wealth Management unit; and as Head of the Global Corporate Bank and Global Commercial Bank at Citi. In his various advisory and structuring roles, Mr. Corbat has successfully guided retail and institutional clients across the spectrum of financial services and through significant challenges.
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On the assumption this is a new laptop factory preloaded with some version of Win 7, the search function should work straight out the box. I'd suggest doing windows updates, but this is such a basic funcion of W7 there must be something wrong with the OS and you should initially get support from the maker of the laptop if it is under warranty.
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Right click on Computer and select manage. This will open Computer Managment. On the left hand side there will be device manager. Find network adaptors. Right click the network adaptor and select update driver software.
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LONDON, Jan 10 (IFR) - Frantic investor demand for peripheral European government debt is set to continue unabated in the weeks ahead, say market participants, after a series of new debt issues from some of the zone's most fragile economies were hoovered up this week.
Ireland, Portugal, and Spain all made impressive starts to their 2014 funding programmes this week, as investors looked to restock their inventories with peripheral debt products that have significantly outperformed equivalent core European paper over the last year.
"We have taken a bullish view on the periphery for the last few years, in contrast to many others. Now, it seems, this view is becoming consensual among investors," said Mark Dowding, co-head of investment grade at Bluebay Asset Management.
Spanish and Irish government bonds both made total returns of over 11% last year, while the German and French equivalents left investors with negative returns of minus 2.1% and minus 0.5%, respectively, according to research by Citi Bank.
"Investors can't afford to be underweight these markets, as their overall performance will suffer," said Philip Brown, head of SSA origination at Citi Bank.
This latent demand was evident when Ireland launched its first new debt sale on Tuesday after exiting its EU/IMF bailout last month, when more than 400 investors placed orders worth around EUR14bn for the 10-year bond issue.
Two days later, Portugal - which is still to be weaned off its official sector aid - received orders from 280 accounts amounting to more than EUR11bn for its five-year bond tap.
Yields on 10-year Irish debt have rallied nearly 20bp since the start of the year to hit lows of 3.28% on Tuesday, while the Portuguese equivalents have rallied over 80bp over the same period, hitting lows of 5.46% on Wednesday.
Investors remain confident this impressive rally is here to stay.
"The peripheral trade definitely has further to run, you just have to look at where it is trading versus corporate credit or emerging market sovereigns for evidence of that," said Dowding at Bluebay.
By comparison, French food retailer Casino, which is clinging on to its investment grade rating, has a 10-year bond bid at 3.16%, according to Tradeweb, while Russia, Baa1/BBB/BBB, has a seven-year euro deal which hit tights of 3% this week.
The number of investors now focused on peripheral European paper is undoubtedly growing, and if rating agencies take a more positive view on these countries in the coming weeks, the trend could accelerate, say strategists.
Moody's announces its decision on Portugal's credit standing later on Friday, while S&P will offer its verdict on the country next Friday. While many market participants say an upgrade of Portugal's junk status is unlikely, they expected both Moody's and S&P to raise their outlooks.
The big mover, however, will be Moody's verdict on Ireland next week, especially as it is the only one of the three main agencies still to rate Ireland sub-investment grade.
"We're pretty much on the cusp of an upgrade for Ireland," said Matthew Cairns, a senior credit strategist at French investment firm AXA.
"Once Moody's lifts Ireland back to investment grade, there is potentially a flood of investors that have been restricted in investing in Ireland because of its junk rating."
Any increase in the number of investors competing to buy the debt of these countries will only serve to reduce their borrowing costs relative to core countries.
The spread between Spanish and German 10-year borrowing costs was as wide as 465bp in the middle of 2012 as the market began to fear Spain would be the latest country to require a bailout.
Following solid demand for Spain's auctions of a new five-year bond and tap of a 15-year note on Wednesday, that spread fell to 174bp, and Bluebay's Dowding expects it to hit 150bp over the course of the coming quarter, heading back to levels not seen since 2010.
Market sources say Spain is planning to capitalise on demand for its paper by issuing a new 10-year bond via syndication, possibly as early as next week.
Rampant demand has led many market participants to speculate that even Greece may be able to fulfil its ambition to return to markets in 2014, just two years after it forced investors to take a haircut on their holdings as part of a restructuring.
"It would be good for Greece to have a shorter dated bond, so if international investors want to dip their toes back into Greece there is something shorter than 10-years," said Brown at Citi.
Yields on 10-year Greek bonds hit 7.60% on Wednesday, levels not seen since just after its first bailout in May 2010.


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For over a decade the COPS Office has provided valuable training and technical assistance to law enforcement agencies throughout the United States. Recent research has indicated that many of these programs are not currently being utilized by tribal policing agencies because they were not appropriately tailored to the Native American community. The COPS Native American Training Series has been developed to meet this need by providing quality training and tools that are based in proven community policing principles and practices.
The specific purpose of this project was not to create new, untested programs, but to tailor existing successfully-implemented community policing initiatives to meet the needs of Native American communities. There is a wide diversity of Native American communities, each with their own unique tribal characteristics. This program has endeavored to modify these useful community policing products to the Native American community, understanding that each tribal entity will further refine the adaptation process to meet the specific needs of individual tribal nations and specific community concerns.


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WHEN Rotherham United slumped to defeat at Huddersfield Town last December, then manager Neil Redfearn was scathing in his assessment.
Some United players, the former midfielder icily suggested post-match, had a mental attitude more suited to "working from 9am till 5.30pm at B&Q on £5 an hour" than enjoying the rewards of life as a footballer.
When the Millers last night fell a goal behind inside 86 seconds on their first return to the John Smith's since that wretched loss, the boss of the nearby B&Q branch that sits on Town's old Leeds Road home must have feared arriving at work today to find a huddle of United players reporting for duty after being dropped off as the team bus returned to South Yorkshire.
The reality, however, was Rotherham emerging with credit if not points from a derby clash in which their effort levels couldn't be faulted despite Huddersfield being comfortably the better team.
United could even have returned back down the M1 with a point but Tom Adeyemi wasted a glorious opportunity when he headed wide from close range with just five minutes remaining.
Perhaps the most heartening aspect of the night for Rotherham was that heads didn't drop despite a fifth straight loss on the road – equalling an unwanted 25-year-old record – meaning Alan Stubbs's men slipped to the bottom of the Championship.
As for Huddersfield, they returned to the summit thanks to maintaining their own, rather more impressive, 100 per cent record thanks to goals from Elias Kachunga and Nahki Wells.
It was a deserved reward for a dominant display in which they once again combined a high-energy approach with some lightning quick attacking play.
Kasey Palmer was the pick of the Town players, though he was run close by the ever dependable Aaron Mooy in central midfield.
The Australian sets the tone for the Terriers and it was no surprise he should be involved in an opening goal that saw Rotherham fail to take three clear opportunities to clear the danger.
Kachunga made the Millers pay by prodding in from close range after the ball had ricochet around the six-yard box.
For a side who had lost all their games on the road this term, it was the worst possible start. Credit, though, is due for how Rotherham then hung in there despite being pinned back for long periods of the first half.
And when Stubbs's men did finally break clear on 34 minutes, they did so with such speed and passing precision that it brought the equaliser.
Joe Newell's vision saw play switched to Jon Taylor on the right flank.
He took a touch before whipping in a cross that Danny Ward, on his return to the John Smith's, deftly diverted past his namesake in the home goal.
Huddersfield's response was impressively swift. Less than four minutes later, Sean Scannell dispossessed Izzy Brown on halfway and raced forward before threading a pass through to Wells.
The Bermuda international took a couple of touches but, just as he looked to have over-run the ball, a swift right foot shot saw the ball roll past Lee Camp and into the net off the post.
Michael Hefele came close to adding a third just before the interval but Camp scrambled his header to safety.
The German defender also went close early after the restart from a set-piece before Lee Frecklington drove just wide from 18 yards at the other end.
Huddersfield continued to dominate territorially but their final ball often went awry. Despite that, Town did have sufficient chances to kill off United's gutsy challenge.
An exchange of passes between Palmer and Kachunga ended with the Chelsea loanee firing high and wide. Minutes later, Palmer again opened up the visitors' defence but no-one was on hand to touch in his cross as the ball flashed across the face of goal.
Adeyemi really should have made Town pay when picked out by Anthony Forde's left-wing cross but, instead, his header flashed wide to the disbelief of the 742 Millers fans who were ready to celebrate a rare point at Huddersfield.
Instead, the Millers slipped to a 15th defeat in 17 visits to the west Yorkshire side.
At least this time, though, they left with a sense of pride restored following last December's DIY bodge job that had so infuriated Redfearn.
Huddersfield Town: Ward; Smith, Hefele, Schundler, Holmes-Dennis; Whitehead (Hogg ), Mooy; Scannell (Stankovic 89), Palmer (Payne 75), Kachunga; Wells. Unused substitutes: Coleman, Bunn, Cranie, Paurevic.
Rotherham United: Camp; Fisher, Fry, Ball, Mattock; Taylor, Adeyemi (Halford 89), Frecklington, Newell (Forde 84); Brown (Blackstock 84); Ward. Unused substitutes: Price, Vaulks, Forster-Caskey, Wilson.
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Graves Mountain, a former mine known for its rare minerals, will be open to the public April 29-30 and May 1 for the semiannual Rock, Swap & Dig event in which visitors can chisel away at rock outcrops in search of treasure.
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Unanswered: Check to see if a file exists
I need to create a file based on criteria supplied by a user. If the file creation is taking too long for whatever reason, I have it set to time out. How to I check to see if a file exists. I tried FileExists but i remember it not useful for my application (cant remember why tho).
Thanx in advance
11-19-02, 06:06 #2Registered User
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I wrote this code once to check whether a directory exists, you can edit it easily to check for a file.
Sub Check_Output_File_Destination(DestinationString As String)
' Niall Staward 25/02/2002 - VBA MS Access XP
' This procedure checks whether a specified folder exists. If not it prompts the user
' to decide whether to create it
Dim sFileDest As String
Dim MyDir As String
Dim Response As Integer
sFileDest = DestinationString
Response = 0
MyDir = Dir(sFileDest, vbDirectory)
If MyDir = "" Then
' Ask user whether to create dir
Response = MsgBox("Specified Directory Not Found" & Chr(13) & _
"Would you like to create:" & Chr(13) & sFileDest, _
(vbYesNo + vbInformation + vbDefaultButton2), "Output Directory Invalid")
If Response = vbYes Then Create_Any_Directory (sFileDest) 'Calls procedure to create the directory
End If
End Sub
11-19-02, 13:22 #3Registered User
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There is a function called Dir(arg1,arg2) I take it from your code, but is there a function for File(arg1,arg2)?
From what I gather anyway, the method you go about doing it is to assign a string the directory name in question. If the string has no value, then the directory was not created. Is this correct?