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Pensive daughter alone in the room
4 Sep 2011
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Who are my grassroots supporters? Who are my real friends? Mental . . . . . Обикновенните The friends never do not see me cry up and will not meet me! Real friends have a shoulder, that soak from my tears,! Обикновенните The friends do not know even the small my nearest miss name! The real friends have his telephone numbers of their small books! Обикновенните The friends bring a bottle of wine at blasts, that I take at the home. The real friends come early to help in подготовкат to me
23 Oct 2008
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Another mellow track from album "mid-Tempo chill beats" - a bit pensive and introspective...Available on Itunes *******Itunes.Apple.Com/Us/Album/Mid-Tempo-Chill-Beats/Id335003804
23 May 2010
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Lea Michele looks pensive as she admires the view during a road trip with her former Glee co-star Jonathan Groff.
3 Sep 2013
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Jennifer Lawrence and Liam Hemsworth film a pensive scene on set of the third Hunger Games movie, Mockingjay, in Georgia.
2 Oct 2013
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Well, here it is.... part 3. The end result speaks for itself. Every picture has a purpose.
24 Apr 2007
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Somewhere in the Marin County California hills is The Site Recording residential studio where Pearl Jam, Neil Young, Dolly Parton, Linda Ronstadt, Huey Lewis and the News, Suzanne Ciani have recorded among others. This film was shot and edited by Jon Hammond and shown on The Jon Hammond Show TV show almost 20 years ago so some of the equipment has changed but the peaceful secluded ambience remains. The legendary audio engineer and console designer GEORGE MASSENBURG has engineered at The Site Recording. For more information: *******www.HammondCast**** *Member AES/ASCAP c)2006 *Tags: Neil Young Hootie & The Blowfish Metallica Keith Richards and the X-pensive Winos Linda Ronstadt Pearl Jam Dolly Parton The Muppets Emmylou Harris Frank Sinatra Elvis Costello Nick Lowe Unkle Huey Lewis and the News Don Henley Booker T and The MGs Joe Satriani Bonnie Raitt Andy Summers Arc Angels Live Aaron Neville Charlie Hunter Quartet Third Eye Blind Floyd Cramer Jimmy Webb Lenny White Rancid
25 Jan 2007
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A simple little song about people being freaked out by a little bit of genuineness. It sounds melancholy, but it's meant to be pensive and a bit frustrated. Basic Lyrics: I am complete unadornment Turn your back on me before you are afraid. I am utter sincerity turn away. Turn away. I wish I kept braids in my hair then I'd Cover up so much, all of me. Tie me down. Instead of flowing free Tie me back down to the earth. I am complete unadornment Don't you look at me when I cry. Forget what I said. Forget all of me Because in five minutes it might be a lie. In just a few minutes I'll tell you I'm fine. Turn away. Turn away. What you see is what's recorded (ie I'm not dubbing myself) I just added some reverb in Garageband. In other news, I'm working on a new official name for my...musician self. Think of it as a stage name. So my temporary name of "ningyo" might not be around much longer.
9 Jan 2008
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*******www.musicaltales****/helenaFantasy Novel [fantasy audio books]This is the very unique project of music composer Stephane Meer. It is a sort of free online manga with a strong music background and lots of pictures of dragons, wolves and fantasy characters.HELENAand the Orchestra of the World of MistAbout ten minutes later, the entire inscription was visible.Youssef : "'ISTIUS IMPERIUM PETRAE VOCE EVULTUM ERIT'. Anyone have a clue?"Alexander : "'Imperium' looks like 'imperial', 'Voce' means 'voice' in Italian..."Nama : "Imperial voice? 'Petrae' comes from the verb 'petrified'. So, 'petrified imperial voice'?""Constantine : (from a distance) "Imperium doesn't mean imperial. It means power!"Constantine, Sohane, Helena and Florianne had just arrived at the cathedral and were heading towards the others.Constantine : "IMPERIUM means power, PETRAE doesn't mean petrified. It means stone. VOCE is the voice, and ISTIUS means malicious or evil. It's Latin, so the verb is at the end of the sentence. EVULTUM is a past participle which must mean "destroy", if I remember right. ERIT is "go" in the future tense, so EVULTUM ERIT must mean, "going to destroy", I think."Florianne : "This time, you really impress me! You know Latin?"Sohane : "Actually, behind all that macho stuff, lies a real intellectual. He even reads books."Youssef : "So to sum up, what does it all say? 'The evil one will destroy the stone with his voice'? That's a little like the soprano who shatters glass with her high notes."Constantine : (serious)"Let me think. ISTIUS goes with IMPERIUM, so that makes, 'the evil thunder'. PETRAE VOCE is the subject of the verb, EVULTUM ERIT. So now I've got, 'The voice of the stone will destroy his evil power.'...or something like that."Sohane : (pensive)" 'The voice of the stone will destroy his power' that sounds right."Youssef : "If we tell the others about this message, they might be able to give us a clue."Florianne : (skeptical)"But an inscription in Latin must go back to ancient history. I can't see what good it could it do us today?"Alicia : "Unless it's the prophecy!"Florianne : "Prophecy? What prophecy?"Youssef : "There's a rumor that a prophecy exists that can bring balance back to the world. It's possible that these words were hidden so as to prevent us from using them against our enemies."Alexander : "But if it's going to help us, we have to understand what it's trying to say. 'The voice of the stone will destroy his power' is a little abstract, wouldn't you say?"Eric : "Hey, maybe it's Mick Jagger! The voice of the "Rolling Stone!"Alexander : (sarcastically)"Very smart...as if a medieval prophecy could talk to a twentieth century English rock group! If you have any other bright ideas, don't hesitate to waste even more of our time!"Eric : "Wow, you can't even joke around with you guys anymore!"Fantasy Novel [fantasy audio books] Distributed by Tubemogul.
3 Jul 2009
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Exclusive footage from *******www.campusalam****. What happens next? Enter the Campus Conflict Competition to finish the story. The most creative response wins a laptop(UK students only). Enter the competition at *******www.campusalam****/events/2009/Dec/15/campus-conflict-competition.html Part 1: Confrontation on Campus Shouting at the top of her lungs was not Fatima’s idea of fun, but her friends believed it to be essential to realising any form of revolutionary change. Her friends Noreen, Sara and Amina, were quite the hardened social- justice activists. Fatima was equally passionate, but pensive and unobtrusive was more her style. The demonstration had teased her out of her shell and she was soon seen at the front waving her fist in righteous glee. There had been a racist incident not far from the campus, and a demonstration was organised to show student solidarity. It had gathered numbers and momentum, and by the time the demo had gone around town and back to campus the girls were thoroughly fired up, invigorated and exhausted. “I’m starving!” shouted Sara, neglecting to resume normal voice levels after the demonstration. “My place isn’t too far from here,” remembered Amina, “why don’t we all come to mine for dinner?” As the girls wandered toward the halls of residence, a car pulled up and stopped abruptly. Three men leapt out with heads shaven, combat gear, and big black army boots. They slammed the car doors angrily. One banged the broken-down car with his fist in frustration. Then the driver noticed the girls, turned abruptly and fixed them in an iron glare. The men and their broken-down car were right in the path toward Amina’s flat.
30 Dec 2009
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*******www.musicaltales****/fr/ Heroic Fantasy [livre audio] Voici le récit fantastique d'Helena et l'orchestre du monde des brouillards. Histoire fantastique, roman fantasy pour enfant et adultes, où se mèlent aventure, mystère, dragons, loups et chevaux.Ce livre audio fait parti des livres audios mis en musique et image, avec beaucoup de photos, dessins, artwork 3D et animation video. Venez découvrir ce monde fantastique avec cette pianiste virtuose confrontée à un univers de magie et de prophécie. HELENA et l'orchestre du monde des brouillards Dédié à Hélène Grimaud Chapitre 5 : LA PROPHETIE Youssef: "ISTIUS IMPERIUM PETRAE VOCE EVULTUM ERIT, est-ce que quelqu'un a une idée?" Alexandre: "Imperium ça ressemble à Impérial, Voce ça doit être comme la voix en Italien." Naïma: "Voix impériale? Petrae, ça ressemble au verbe pétrifier. Donc "voix impériale pétrifiée?"" Constantin (de loin): "Imperium c'est pas impérial, c'est le pouvoir!" Constantin, Sohane, Héléna et Florianne venaient d'arriver dans la cathédrale et s'étaient dirigés directement vers le groupe. Constantin: "IMPERIUM c'est le pouvoir, PETRAE, c'est pas pétrifié, c'est la pierre. VOCE, la voix, ISTIUS, c'est le méchant ou maléfique. C'est du latin, le verbe est à la fin. Ici il y a un participe passé EVULTUM, qui doit vouloir dire "détruire", si ma mémoire est bonne. ERIT c'est la forme future, donc EVULTUM ERIT ce serait "va détruire" selon moi. Florianne: "Alors là par contre tu m'épates, tu connais le latin ?" Sohane: "En fait derrière son petit numéro, c'est un super intello ce gars, il lit des livres et tout…" Youssef: "Si on récapitule, ça voudrait dire quoi alors? "Le méchant détruira la pierre avec sa voix?" C'est un peu comme la Castafiore qui casse les verres avec ses aigües?" Constantin (sérieux): "laissez-moi réfléchir. ISTIUS marche avec IMPERIUM, donc "le pouvoir maléfique", PETRAE marche avec VOCE, donc "la voix de la pierre", PETRAE VOCE est le sujet du verbe EVULTUM ERIT, donc "La voix de la pierre détruira son pouvoir maléfique" ou "détruira le pouvoir du méchant" quelque chose comme ça…" Sohane (pensive): "La voix de la pierre détruira son pouvoir, ça sonne bien!" Youssef: "Il faut rapporter l'info aux autres, peut être que ce message est là pour nous donner une indication" Florianne (sceptique): "D'un autre côté, une inscription en latin, ça doit dater de la nuit des temps, je vois pas en quoi ça peut nous servir aujourd'hui?" Alicia: "Sauf si c'est la prophétie!" Florianne: "La prophétie? Quelle prophétie?" Youssef: "Il y a une rumeur comme quoi il existerait une prophétie capable de ramener l'équilibre dans ce monde. Il est possible que ce soit ce texte et qu'il ait été masqué dans le but de nous empêcher de nous en servir contre nos ennemis." Alexandre: "Pour que ça nous aide, il faudrait encore comprendre ce que ça veut dire vraiment "La voix de la pierre détruira son pouvoir", c'est un peu abstrait non?" Eric: "C'est peut-être Mick Jagger? La voix de la pierre qui roule, la voix des Rolling Stones? Alexandre (sarcastique): "C'est malin, comme si une prophétie du Moyen Age pouvait parler d'un groupe anglais de la fin du vingtième siècle? Surtout si t'as d'autres idées comme ça n'hésite pas, ça nous fait pas du tout perdre de temps!" Eric: "Si on n'a plus le droit de faire des vannes…" Heroic Fantasy [livre audio] Distributed by Tubemogul.
18 Dec 2009
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Exclusive footage from *******www.campusalam****. Students often face confrontational situations on campus. How do they deal with them? Here is one creative response. How would you end the story? Write your own ending to the story by entering our Campus Conflict Competition at *******www.campusalam****/events/2009/Dec/15/campus-conflict-competition.html . Campus Confrontation: Part 1 Shouting at the top of her lungs was not Fatima’s idea of fun, but her friends believed it to be essential to realising any form of revolutionary change. Her friends Noreen, Sara and Amina, were quite the hardened social- justice activists. Fatima was equally passionate, but pensive and unobtrusive were more her style. The demonstration had teased her out of her shell and she was soon seen at the front waving her fist in righteous glee. There had been a racist incident not far from the campus, and a demonstration was organised to show student solidarity. It had gathered numbers and momentum, and by the time the demo had gone around town and back to campus the girls were thoroughly fired up, invigorated and exhausted. “I’m starving!” shouted Sara, neglecting to resume normal voice levels after the demonstration. “My place isn’t too far from here,” remembered Amina, “why don’t you all come to mine for dinner?” As the girls wandered toward the halls of residence, a car pulled up and stopped abruptly. Three men leapt out with heads shaven, combat gear, and big black army boots. They slammed the car doors angrily. One banged the broken-down car with his fist in frustration. Then the driver noticed the girls, turned abruptly and fixed them in an iron glare. The men and their car were right in the path toward Amina’s flat. As the girls walked closer, the men continued to stare at them menacingly. Sara thought backup was called for. She fired off a text message to her mates at the demo saying “come back to campus ASAP.” Feeling uncomfortable, she lagged ever-so-slightly behind the group. They all kept walking forward, closer and closer toward the intimidating men…
27 May 2010
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Take a tour of Lincoln Memorial in Washington, DC, United States – part of the World’s Greatest Attractions travel video series by GeoBeats. The Lincoln Memorial, sitting at the end of the National Mall in Washington, D.C. is a moving tribute to president Abraham Lincoln. The monument is built in a Greek temple style with a statue of Lincoln sitting pensively at the center. Lincoln's statue is flanked by carvings of his two greatest speeches, the Gettysburg Address and his Second Inaugural Address. The Memorial has watched over many notable events, including The March on Washington in 1963 and Dr. King's "I Have a Dream" speech. The Lincoln Memorial can be seen on U.S. currency, in movies, and in person for free 24/7. Lincoln is widely recognized as one of the greatest presidents in American history, which makes his memorial especially fitting.
12 Oct 2010
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Anne Bradstreet - A Love Letter To Her Husband - Another & Another (II) - Read by Kate Reading A Love Letter To Her Husband by Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672) Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, begone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this once, unto my suit give ear, And tell my griefs in either Hemisphere: (And if the whirling of thy wheels do n't drown'd The woful accents of my doleful sound), If in thy swift career thou canst make stay, I crave this boon, this errand by the way: Commend me to the man more lov'd than life, Show him the sorrows of his widow'd wife, My dumpish thoughts, my groans, my brackish tears, My sobs, my longing hopes, my doubting fears, And, if he love, how can he there abide? My interest's more than all the world beside. He that can tell the stars or Ocean sand, Or all the grass that in the meads do stand, The leaves in th' woods, the hail or drops of rain, Or in a cornfield number every grain, Or every mote that in the sunshine hops, May court my sighs and number all my drops. Tell him, the countless steps that thou dost trace, That once a day thy spouse thou mayst embrace; And when thou canst not treat by loving mouth, Thy rays afar, salute her from the south. But for one month I see no day (poor soul) Like those far situate under the pole, Which day by day long wait for thy arise, O how they joy when thou dost light the skies. O Phoebus, hadst thou but thus long from thine Restrain'd the beams of thy beloved shine, At thy return, if so thou couldst or durst, Behold a Chaos blacker than the first. Tell him here's worse than a confused matter, His little world's a fathom under water, Naught but the fervor of his ardent beams Hath power to dry the torrent of these streams. Tell him I would say more, but cannot well, Opressèd minds abrupted tales do tell. Now post with double speed, mark what I say, By all our loves conjure him not to stay. Another by Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672) Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, be gone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this once, unto my suit give ear, And tell my griefs in either hemisphere. (And if the whirling of thy wheels don't drown'd) The woeful accents of my doleful sound, If in thy swift carrier thou canst make stay, I crave this boon, this errand by the way, Commend me to the man more loved than life, Show him the sorrows of his widowed wife; My dumpish thoughts, my groans, my brakish tears My sobs, my longing hopes, my doubting fears, And if he love, how can he there abide? My interest's more than all the world beside. He that can tell the stars or ocean sand, Or all the grass that in the meads do stand, The leaves in th' woods, the hail, or drops of rain, Or in a corn-field number every grain, Or every mote that in the sunshine hops, May count my sighs, and number all my drops. Tell him the countless steps that thou dost trace, That once a day thy spouse thou may'st embrace; And when thou canst not treat by loving mouth, Thy rays afar salute her from the south. But for one month I see no day (poor soul) Like those far situate under the pole, Which day by day long wait for thy arise, O how they joy when thou dost light the skies. O Phoebus, hadst thou but thus long from thine Restrained the beams of thy beloved shine, At thy return, if so thou could'st or durst, Behold a Chaos blacker than the first. Tell him here's worse than a confused matter, His little world's a fathom under water. Nought but the fervor of his ardent beams Hath power to dry the torrent of these streams. Tell him I would say more, but cannot well, Opressèd minds abruptest tales do tell. Now post with double speed, mark what I say, By all our loves conjure him not to stay. Another (II) by Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672) As loving hind that (hartless) wants her deer, Scuds through the woods and fern with hark'ning ear, Perplext, in every bush and nook doth pry, Her dearest deer, might answer ear or eye; So doth my anxious soul, which now doth miss A dearer dear (far dearer heart) than this. Still wait with doubts, and hopes, and failing eye, His voice to hear or person to descry. Or as the pensive dove doth all alone (On withered bough) most uncouthly bemoan The absence of her love and loving mate, Whose loss hath made her so unfortunate, Ev'n thus do I, with many a deep sad groan, Bewail my turtle true, who now is gone, His presence and his safe return still woos, With thousand doleful sighs and mournful coos. Or as the loving mullet, that true fish, Her fellow lost, nor joy nor life do wish, But launches on that shore, there for to die, Where she her captive husband doth espy. Mine being gone, I lead a joyless life, I have a loving peer, yet seem no wife; But worst of all, to him can't steer my course, I here, he there, alas, both kept by force. Return my dear, my joy, my only love, Unto thy hind, thy mullet, and thy dove, Who neither joys in pasture, house, nor streams, The substance gone, O me, these are but dreams. Together at one tree, oh let us browse, And like two turtles roost within one house, And like the mullets in one river glide, Let's still remain but one, till death divide. Thy loving love and dearest dear, At home, abroad, and everywhere.
16 Sep 2011
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