Thoughts At The Top
you cannot edit with
what is within
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Coomera
THERE’S a pretty little story with a touch of moonlit glory
Comes from Beenleigh on the Logan, but we don’t know if it’s true;
For we scarcely dare to credit ev’rything they say who edit
Those unhappy country papers ’twixt the ocean and Barcoo.
’Twas the man who owned the wherry at the first Coomera ferry
Who was sitting cold and lonely while he counted out his tin;
When the cloudy curtain lifting let the moonlight on a drifting
Boat, that floated down the river with a pallid form therein.
And they say that Sergeant Carey (with the man who ran the ferry),
Started down to save the body from the cruel heartless sea,
And in spite of wind and water, soon they reached the barque and caught her;
And they tied the boat behind them while they wondered “who was he?”
O the moon shone bright as ever as they towed him up the river,
And they found within the pocket that was nearest to his breast—
Just an antidote for sorrow, that would tide him o’er the morrow—
(Flask of Brandy); but we’d better draw the curtain o’er the rest.
Yet, in case the point’s too finely drawn (we know we joke divinely),
And the reader fails to see it with a magnifying glass,
We will say the man who floated, while the moonlight o’er him gloated,
Was not dead and gone to heaven—he was only drunk, alas!THERE’S a pretty little story with a touch of moonlit glory
Comes from Beenleigh on the Logan, but we don’t know if it’s true;
For we scarcely dare to credit ev’rything they say who edit
Those unhappy country papers ’twixt the ocean and Barcoo.
’Twas the man who owned the wherry at the first Coomera ferry
Who was sitting cold and lonely while he counted out his tin;
When the cloudy curtain lifting let the moonlight on a drifting
Boat, that floated down the river with a pallid form therein.
And they say that Sergeant Carey (with the man who ran the ferry),
Started down to save the body from the cruel heartless sea,
And in spite of wind and water, soon they reached the barque and caught her;
And they tied the boat behind them while they wondered “who was he?”
O the moon shone bright as ever as they towed him up the river,
And they found within the pocket that was nearest to his breast—
Just an antidote for sorrow, that would tide him o’er the morrow—
(Flask of Brandy); but we’d better draw the curtain o’er the rest.
Yet, in case the point’s too finely drawn (we know we joke divinely),
And the reader fails to see it with a magnifying glass,
We will say the man who floated, while the moonlight o’er him gloated,
Was not dead and gone to heaven—he was only drunk, alas!
For we scarcely dare to credit ev’rything they say who edit
Those unhappy country papers ’twixt the ocean and Barcoo.
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poem by Henry Lawson
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To The Reader Of ‘University Notes’
Ah yes, we know what you're saying,
As your eye glances over these Notes:
'What asses are these that are braying
With flat and unmusical throats?
Who writes such unspeakable patter?
Is it lunatics, idiots—or who?'
And you think there is 'something the matter.'
Well, we think so too.
We have sat, full of sickness and sorrow,
As the hours dragged heavily on,
Till the midnight has merged into morrow,
And the darkness is going or gone.
We are Editors. Give us the credit
Of meaning to do what we could;
But, since there is nothing to edit,
It isn't much good.
Once we shared the delightful delusion
That to edit was racy and rare,
But we suffered a sad disillusion,
And we found that our castles were air;
We had decked them with carvings and gildings,
We had filled them with laughter and fun,
But all of a sudden the buildings
Came down with a run.
Not a trace was there left of the carving,
And the gilding had vanished from sight;
But the 'column' for matter was starving,
And we had not to edit—but write.
So we set to and wrote. Can you wonder,
If the writing was feeble or dead?
We had started as editors—Thunder!
We were authors instead.
We'd mistaken our calling, election,
Vocation, department, and use;
We had thought that our task was selection,
And we found that we had to produce.
So we sigh for release from our labours,
We pray for a happy despatch,
We will take our last leave of our neighbours,
And then—Colney Hatch.
We are singing this dolorous ditty
As we part at the foot of the stairs;
We cannot but think it's a pity,
But what matter? there's nobody cares.
Our candle burns low in its socket,
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poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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Now that I can edit the whole thing on AVID and edit the whole thing on tape, maybe I will do the next digitally, because maybe the quality will become less obvious between tape and film.
quote by Michael Apted
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The Second Day of Class
This sylph came forward
from the second row
the second day of class
and asked if
I would edit her poem
so it would read
the way it should.
I told her straightaway
that even though
this was writing class
and I was the instructor,
I couldn't edit her poem
and still have the poem be hers.
Editing her poem, I said,
would be a little like rape,
just painful in a different way
whether she understood that
yet or not.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Documentary
Slowly.
Slowly...steady, and stop!
Play.
Observe 'that' pacing back and forth in the background.
Now...
Listen to what's being said,
And then watch their deeds.
Stop.
Rewind.
Back further...and stop!
'Hey. There's that same 'thing'.
What is that? '
Play.
Now...
Hear their words...
And then watch their actions.
Stop!
Fastforward.
Stop and zoom in! Notice anything at all?
'What on Earth is that? Who is that? What is it'?
That is Lucifer!
He has been the star of this madness since this all began!
'What is he whispering in the ear of that little guy,
The one standing in defiance behind the podium? '
I don't know...
But he's giggling his ass off, isn't he?
'How are we suppose to edit this? '
I don't know!
Someone says there is a memo floating around,
About another little guy with slanted eyes requesting our services.
They say he is daring anyone to believe he is not just as crazy
As that creature we've been assign to edit out of this documentary!
Rumor has it...
He believes this 'Lucifer' character,
Is just a wannabe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Philosophy In Life
when you read that poem about deleting Maureen
i regret to have given you the wrong spelling for delet...
i know it lacks an e.
but i do not wish to delet it anymore or even edit it.
i have this philosophy in life you know
do not go back
leave all your tracks as they were once made
do not edit life
let them see how mistakes were made and how they need not be corrected
simply because you know that
people are patient and they understand the common ground of our humanity
errors, not eros.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, an they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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All good men are happy when they choose to be their own authors. Those who choose to have others edit their pathways, must live on the edge of another man's sword.
quote by Julie Arabi
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These Dreams
She lies on the bed
With her hands in her head
And she screams
He gets a kick out of losing the plot so it seems
He makes you all laugh so she's the one
Doing harm
But how can you fight when she's not
The one under his arm
These dreams have let you down
Take it don't break it just turn it around
These dreams won't let you down
You never stopped loving his misfortunate
Lazy ways
All the memories that you should've had
Are a cabaret haze
There's just a hole where you know he
Should've been
There's no one worse off than you
When you can't describe what you've seen
These dreams have let you down
Take it don't break it just it turn around
These dreams won't let you down
Where do you go when you're all alone
In your bed
Do you cry in your sleep cos it's
Better unsaid
Have you forgotten your past because
That's how it seems
Is it too hard to think so you edit
Your dreams
And play them back again and again
These dreams have let you down
Take it don't break it just turn it around
These dreams won't let you down
These dreams have let you down
Take it don't break it just turn it around
These dreams won't let you down
You've got tomorrow tomorrow
You've got tomorrow tomorrow
You've got tomorrow tomorrow
You've got tomorrow tomorrow
You've got tomorrow tomorrow
song performed by Robbie Williams from I've Been Expecting You
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The Film Of My Love
Co-starring you
And co-starring me
Starring us both together
The film of my love
Will travel the world
Forever and ever and ever
A back lot romance
A scripted affair
The screenplay a blessing from heaven
Were gone with the wind
On the orient express
To join the magnificent seven
The film of my love
Will travel the world
And travel the whole world over
The film of my love
Will travel the world
Over and over and over
The film of my love
Will travel the world
Over and over and over
Over and over and over again
Over and over and over
A close-up of yours
A long shot of mine
Superimposed together
Ill zoom in on you
With a love that is true
In cinemascope forever
A clapper board kiss
Theres an oscar in this
A hit or a miss whatever
A box office wedding
A premier for two
Well be on location forever
When pathe recall
The thrill of it all
Theyll edit us both together
A legend a classic
An epic of love
Captured on film forever
A lasting embrace
That time cant erase
Let them censor the wind
Or the weather
The film of my love
Will conquer the world
Forever and ever and ever
The film of my love
Will travel the world
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The Story Of My Life
I finished the story of my life
About three a m last night
Its the best thing Ive ever read
And though the start seemed to drag
You know the middle really wasnt bad
And the end turned out okay
If I had to edit anything
I might reign those chapters in
I spent miserable and afraid
But you know I love the book as a whole
I wouldnt mess around with its soul
Pull a thread and it might come undone
song performed by White Town
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The Story Of My Life
I finished the story of my life
About three a m last night
Its the best thing Ive ever read
And though the start seemed to drag
You know the middle really wasnt bad
And the end turned out okay
If I had to edit anything
I might reign those chapters in
I spent miserable and afraid
But you know I love the book as a whole
I wouldnt mess around with its soul
Pull a thread and it might come undone
song performed by White Town
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Every edit is a lie.
quote by Jean-Luc Godard
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I feel sorry for people who have to edit me. Which is why book writing is by far the most enjoyable. Really the only thing it's based on is whether it's good or not. No book editor, in my experience, is getting a manuscript and try to rewrite it.
quote by Chuck Klosterman
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Yes, in my books I do edit myself to keep from becoming the Village Explainer.
quote by Thomas Perry
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Get Ready For This
R- ray a- anita
Yall ready for this?
R: get down with the style, house on the ground
Freeze when I squeeze, pump to your knees
You must of bet, Im in here to stay
Ready to take you around the way
So get ready for this, mind your own biz
cause I bad, yeah the microphone wiz
No need to sit, cause were 2 unlimited
Ready, ready, ready for this!
R: feel the base, you just get closer
Be impressed by the words I chose of
Once again kickin it live
Doin everything yo just to survive above the law, I take our stand
Being on stage with a mic in my hand
Bustin it live to the crowd
The age is 20, Im from the south
A: be a part, break my heart
Get ready for this, mind your own biz
People in the front, show me what you want
And I wont give it in... get ready for this!
Were 2 unlimited, so people wont you sing?
Movin up and down, livin on the ground
Feelin kinda free; security
House is style that moves you from the ground.
R: house on the ground, bass in your face
Racin the place, no time to waste
Being hypnotised, I can see it in your eyes
Feelin kinda better, put on your sweater
Feelin like a white, I think it doesnt matter
Super, dope, def, and even outrageous
If I was an animal, theydve kept me in cages
So get ready for this!
Yall ready for this?
A: be a part, break my heart
Get ready for this, mind your own biz
People in the front, show me what you want
And I wont give it in... get ready for this!
Were 2 unlimited, so people wont you sing?
Movin up and down, livin on the ground
Feelin kinda free; security
House is style that moves you from the ground.
(rap on the rap mix of 1994 edit)
R: step back, relax, dont you wanna come in?
When I start rappin the girlies wanna come in
Into my house, into my room
Thats the part where it goes boom! boom!
Name here is ray, the group is 2 unlimited, weve got a lot to say...
To you, ah yeah and your other crew, if it is a dream, boom see boom!
song performed by 2 Unlimited
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Data Da Groove
Cyberspace has got to be anarchy
A pirate concept
In and out and over me
Create a sequence file
On mapdisk from - gotta call me
ABBDSO1
Megauser high extension enter edit go AD DA
Stop stop roger over and go
Syntaxerror crashed on badblock
Is it real, is it nothing?
Is it
Data overflow
There's no river too deep
No Mountain too high
Any kind of vision in the air
Kein backspace mehr
Low-tech revolution
Formt sich dann
Zum Frontprogramm
The MEGA the SCORE
Desto MONO de CHROME
ATMO de FORCE
Is the Atmo at home
It's got to be the higher the goal
Desto schwerer Beruf - SAY!
The deeper the Soul desto
DATA DE GROOVE
Ich mein: Ich - Mich - Du - Dich - Ich - Mein
Du Dein so allein, so allein zu sein
Und so weiter
Hin zu wem zu fllst Du ab und zu
Fllst Du, nur zu
Sind zuende zu ganz auf
Cyberspace is auto-ex-ex
Show memorysize of(sex)...
I guess you know what
Stop Stop roger over and go
Syntaxerror crashed on badblock
Is it real, is it nothing?
Is it
Data overflow
There's no river too deep
No Mountain too high
Any kind of vision in the air
Kein backspace mehr
Low-tech revolution
Formt sich dann
Zum Frontprogramm
The MEGA the SCORE
Desto MONO de CHROME
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song performed by Falco
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Lazyman
Would you work for a reason, lazyman
Do your thoughts have expression, lazyman
Does life pass you by while you dont even try
To grab hold of a minute and use all the time thats in it,
Lazyman
Whats your latest excuse lazyman
Is your neck botherin you, lazyman
Youre content to rely on the talented guy
Then you make a short edit
And take all of the credit for the song
Lazyman, you really bring me down
Lazyman how can you lie around
Wont you stop what youre doing
And start doing something
Lazyman
Is your ass getting sore, lazyman
Sitting there on the floor, lazyman
At least write down your feeling
Though it may not be appealing,
The way you say it might be worth the time
You never know
song performed by Hall & Oates
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Semi-charmed Life
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo...
Im packed and Im holding Im smiling
She living she golden and she lives for me
Says she lives for me
Ovation her own motivation
She comes round and she goes down on me
And I make her smile
Like a drug for you
Do ever what you want to do
Coming over you
Keep on smiling what we go through
One stop to the rhythm that divides you
And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse
Chop another line like a coda with a curse
Come on like a freak show takes the stage
We give them the games we play
She said I want something else
To get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life baby baby
I want something else
Im not listening when you say
Good-bye
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo...
The sky was gold, it was rose
I was taking sips of it to my nose
And I wish I could get back there
Some place back there
Smiling in the pictures you would take
Doing crystal myth
Will lift you up until you break
It wont stop, I wont come down, I keep stock
With a tick tock rhythm and a bump for the drop
And then I bumped up
I took the hit I was given
Then I bumped again
And then I bumped again she said
How do I get back there to
The place where I fell asleep inside you
How do I get myself back to
The place where you said
I want something else to get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of life baby baby
I want something else
Im not listening when you say
Good-bye
I believe in the sand beneath my toes
The beach gives a feeling an earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows
And the four right chords can make me cry
When Im with you I feel like I could die
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song performed by Third Eye Blind
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I'm pretty selective. I generally edit the contact sheets and then do work prints. Because I have my own lab and printers, I can afford the luxury of going through the contact sheets for black-and-white, making up work prints, seeing them big, and honing them down.
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