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Puzzle

Cast: Austin Abrams, Mandela Bellamy, Myrna Cabello, Sebastian Chacon, Helen Coxe, David Denman, Abigail Friend, Barry Godin, Lori Hammel

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Brad's Status

Cast: Ben Stiller, Austin Abrams, Jenna Fischer, Michael Sheen, Jemaine Clement, Luke Wilson, Shazi Raja, Luisa Lee, Mike White

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Paper Towns

Cast: Cara Delevingne, Nat Wolff, Halston Sage, Cara Buono, Caitlin Carver, Austin Abrams, Hannah Alligood, Griffin Freeman, Jaz Sinclair

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Paper Towns [trailer 2]

Cast: Cara Delevingne, Nat Wolff, Halston Sage, Cara Buono, Caitlin Carver, Austin Abrams, Hannah Alligood, Griffin Freeman, Jaz Sinclair

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Bridge of Spies

Cast: Tom Hanks, Eve Hewson, Alan Alda, Amy Ryan, Austin Stowell, Billy Magnussen, Mark Rylance, Domenick Lombardozzi, Domenick Lombardozzi, Sebastian Koch

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Bridge of Spies [trailer 2]

Cast: Tom Hanks, Eve Hewson, Alan Alda, Amy Ryan, Austin Stowell, Billy Magnussen, Mark Rylance, Domenick Lombardozzi, Domenick Lombardozzi, Sebastian Koch

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Free Nelson Mandela

Perhaps we'd rather be
earthbound
than free
that's why we hate
those that break
the tyranny.


On America taking Nelson Mandela off their terrorist list recently.

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St. Sebastian

Slender arrows,
pierce me through.

I wanted to forgive,
but too quickly
they flew.

My mind fades.
I rise to you.


**

ref: St. Sebastian, Andrea Mantegna 1456-59, Kunsthistorisches Museum
(viewed at the De Young Museum, San Francisco)

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Mandela

(The Mandela Concert, Hyde Park, London)

What 90 years
can do to
one man who

changed his world
and ours

in the park of
memories,
miracles and
more.


http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=5s8xkjG8bx4
(Nelson Mandela Released,1990, BBC)

http: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=FFnJmz5pWc4
(Simple Minds - Mandela Day)

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Praise Him, Nelson Mandela

Praise him, this son of Africa
He withstood mudsling’s of apartheid,
From Roben Island, to lead a nation, to set a pace.
Count him not, with other comrades,
Who cling on, un-ashamedly,
Till they are pulled, no sympathy
For subjects, heads had rolled,
Praise him, Nelson Mandela, in peace
He knew prosperity and peace
Who all he did for peace!

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William Cowper

To Dr. Austin, Of Cecil Street, London

Austin, accept a grateful verse from me,
The poet's treasure, no inglorious fee.
Loved by the Muses, thy ingenuous mind
Pleasing requital in my verse may find;
Verse oft has dashed the scythe of Time aside,
Immortalising names which else had died.
And oh, could I command the glittering wealth
With which sick kings are glad to purchase health;
Yet, if extensive fame, and sure to live,
Were in the power of verse like mine to give,
I would not recompense his art with less,
Who, giving Mary health, heals my distress.
Friend of my friend! I love thee, though unknown,
And boldly call thee, being his, my own.

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Saint Sebastian

On slow and smoky fire thou burn'st and art consumed,
O thou, my soul!
On slow and smoky fire thou burn'st and art consumed,
With hidden dole.

Thou droopest like Sebastian, pierced with pointed arrows,
Harassed and spent.
Thou droopest like Sebastian, pierced with pointed arrows,
Thy flesh all rent.

Thy foes encircle thee and watch with gleeful laughter
And bended bow.
Thy foes encircle thee and watch with gleeful laughter
Thy torments slow.

The embers burn, and gentle is the arrow's stinging
'Neath the evening sky.
The embers burn, and gentle is the arrow's stinging
When the end draws nigh.

Why hastens not thy dream unto thy lips now pallid
With deadly drouth?
Why hastens not thy dream unto thy lips now pallid
To kiss thy mouth?

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Lyrics to Matthew James Bellamy

Matthew James Bellamy
I knew you, you didn't know me
I hope through this lyric, you'll know me
I wish I could reach you
I love you, Matt
I don't care whether you are married, or not
Whether you have a girlfriend or not
Maybe you always hear and know many girls said that
But it comes from my deepest heart
Do you wanna me to prove it?
Just say something, I'll do it for you as possible as I can
I have no one in this world
So, I hope I have you to be my boy, or my only man
You're the one
I mean it
So come on and take my lead
If you thought that I didn't deserve to do that
You're wrong and you're wasting your best chance
I've seen you for a thousand times
I will be proud to recognize you
To laugh by yourside
To be loved for all the rest of my life

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Austin

From the very first love that we shared and,
Of the first night of your nakedness before me;
From the first romance of your roses and,
Of the muse of your sweet smell on my bed;
But, Austin came and took you away from me.

What is love?
Tell me if you know;
But today you've hurt my feelings.

The moon and the stars will always be there,
And of the realm of realms to see me through;
Because your love is all over me and,
I will walk along with you in my mind always.

Oh! Of the deeper love that we shared;
And of the fantasies that emerged,
But today you are in the arms od Austin.

The aroma of your flowers is now in the black forest and,
With the winter of Hamburg and the summer of Accra;
But i will priase the morning star with my molasses!

I hope to meet you one day,
I hope to meet you again to tell you my mind;
Because horses are ridden for war at times.

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Mandela Day

It was 25 years they take that man away
Now the freedom moves in closer every day
Wipe the tears down from your saddened eyes
They say mandelas free so step outside
Oh oh oh oh mandela day
Oh oh oh oh mandelas free
It was 25 years ago this very day
Held behind four walls all through night and day
Still the children know the story of that man
And I know whats going on right through your land
25 years ago
Na na na na mandela day
Oh oh oh mandelas free
If the tears are flowing wipe them from your face
I can feel his heartbeat moving deep inside
It was 25 years they took that man away
And now the world come down say nelson mandelas free
Oh oh oh oh mandelas free
The rising suns sets mandela on his way
Its been 25 years around this very day
From the one outside to the ones inside we say
Oh oh oh oh mandelas free
Oh oh oh set mandela free
Na na na na mandela day
Na na na na mandelas free
25 years ago
Whats going on
And we know whats going on
Cos we know whats going on
Words and music : simple minds reproduced without permission

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Moon Over Austin

Sweet man, sweet mystery
Unveil yourself to me
Sweet soul, lie so still
Flesh cup, gonna get my fill
Let me rise and fall
With the wings of your sheets
While the moon's full over austin
The city sleeps below
Only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
Your body be a tender vine
That twists and turns just like mine
Your heart a slender thong
Filled with honey, built with song
'til dawn steals you from me
And takes me to the next town
But tonight the moon's full over austin
And babies lie below
And only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
There's one thing that keeps me going
It's the slow and easy knowing
You're the kind of man
Who's kind of girl could maybe give her hand
So sweet man in your sweet misery
Lie upon my temporary sea
Love's dressing, i will adorn
To my side your absence be thorn
And i'll rock you gently to sleep
Tonigh is one promise we both can keep
While the moon's full over austin
And the thieves all steal below
And only the moon bears witness
To my hotel angel
Through the window
Hotel angel
Through the window

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Tell Mbeki, Tell Zuma and Remind Mandela

Please go for me to ZA
Not to live but to deliver a message to Mandela
Tell Mbeki,
Tell Zuma,
Remind Mandela.
That we bore their shame yesterday
When apartheid solders did them wrong
Take this letter to Mbeki
And all the tribes,
We are sorry,
We thought same blood ran in us all
And little knowledge for the bitter anger of brother felon
Tell the Pedi
Tell the Sotho
Tell the Tswana it is a fault and we are the fools
When blood spilled in anger of invading foreigners
And helplessness bore shame of the barrel
While a brother in Gaul languished in pain
We prayed,
We fasted,
We hungered in hope for an end to the oppression
Tell the Venda
Tell the Xhosa
Tell the Khoisans we shall never revenge as fools
To kill the innocent needing a safe harbor
Chasing with weapons and barrels in flaming fury
That brother fellow find temporal rest in far off climes
No we take the blame to journey
To see the wounded now recovering mother land
Tell the Hottentots to cool off in the Atlantic
As we are now ashamed of a selfish brother in this trying time
Tell Mandela
And tell Mbeki
Remind Zuma that evil rest in the bossom of fools.


Shame on all the leaders of African people
Who left their citizen to the brazen wickedness of the Xenophobes of ZA

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Kiss Met Kismet - After Austin Dobson A Kiss and James Leigh Hunt Jenny Kissed Me

In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
making pass I attack
Jenny's tongue tied and, thwack!
she kissed me right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
seemed to show on right track
was my rapid clic-clac.
Yet at dawn on the morrow
she hastened to pack
and the taxi fare borrow
though I'd thought myself crack
minglling tongue tastes, alack...
tingling young hastes allegro!
revised 11 March 2012 after Austin Dobson A Kiss and James Leigh Hunt Jenny Kissed Me for previous versions see below

In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
in the ‘Ars' I've a knack
while admiring her rack
with my strong chimney stack.
That she kissed me right back
no remonstrance, no sorrow,
with a pat on the back,
neither heartbreak nor flack,
nor regret for some lack,
seemed to show on right track
was strategic attack -
as the French say ‘crack crack! '
But before dawn the morrow
she'd so rapidly pack -
what is white, what is black? -
and eclipsed herself solo
proving victory hollow
with a law-suit to follow.
3 August 1991 revised 12 October 2008 revised 25 January 2009

Kiss Met Kismet
In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
she kissed me right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
seemed to show on right track
was my rapid attack.
Yet at dawn on the morrow
she hastened to pack
and the taxi fare borrow!
3 August 1991 revised 12 October 2008 for previous version see below

A Kiss - The Reply
I kissed Rose right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
showing on the right track
was my rapid attack
I received on the morrow: -
so why would she pack
and the taxi fare borrow?

(3 August 1991)

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It Wasn't A Prison Mandela.

I call you Madiba,
I mean Mandela a sun of African soil,
Just hear me from where I am,
Yes this voice from east Africa,
Hear this truth,
You were not in prison rather than in the college.

That island they call prison,
It’s a real University,
You stood firm,
Achieving degrees,
After Twenty seven years,
You over-achieved the target,
Became a professor of politics.

Listen to this voice Nelson,
A hero of this millennium,
Brother of the humiliated,
Master of all prisoners,
A king of patients,
Superman of courage,
If Africa needs unity,
You are the flag.

Do you hear me Madiba?
Those voices you missed,
Now hear them,
From every Angle of this World,
All colors respect you,
All flags bow unto you,
As you hold true Love for them.

Do you miss them Mandela?
I mean your fellow comrades?
Solomon Mahrangu didn’t die in vein,
Nor Patrice Lumumba wasn’t scared of death,
Even Edward Mondlane didn’t loose that spirit of fighting,
Samola machel’s soul still exist,
Julius Nyerere reminds you of fighting spirit,
Do you know what they did?
Whether in heaven or in hell, even in life,
They shouted for your victory,
Via Mandela! Viva Mandela!
Viva Mandela! Viva Mandela!

Even if you speak to us,
Or you write to us,
I tell you Madiba,
Even if they tell us your story,
Whether true or not,
Whether they add or reduce,
Hear this out Old man,
No one will ever feel
The same way you felt,

But you know what Nelson?
Their shouting! Shouting! Shouting!
Will always be like a drum,
That produces the wonderful sound,
Of the African spirits.

This is every one feel in every today,
You stay forever to see your generosity,
If they could have seen God,
They would have asked him a favor,
To take your soul with you body,
And fly with you away in heaven,
But ooh! This is a secret under the cover,
Shangwe Mandela, hongera Mandela,
Your name might never wipe way,
Till forever come.

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The Legend of St. Austin and the Child

St. Austin, going in thought
Along the sea-sands gray,
Into another world was caught,
And Carthage far away.

He saw the City of God
Hang in the saffron sky;
And this was holy ground he trod,
Where mortals come not nigh.

He saw pale spires aglow,
Houses of heavenly sheen;
All in a world of rose and snow,
A sea of gold and green.

There amid Paradise
The saint was rapt away
From unillumined sands and skies
And floor of muddy clay.

His soul took wings and flew,
Forgetting mortal stain,
Upon the track of that bright crew
That homed to heaven again.

Forgetting mortal dearth
It seized on heavenly things,
Till it was cast again to earth,
Because it had not wings.

Because the Three in One
He could not understand,
Baffled and beaten and undone,
He gazed o'er sea and land.

Then by a little pool
A lovely child he saw;
A harmless thing and beautiful,
And yet so full of awe,

That with a curved sea-shell,
Held in his rosy hand,
Had scooped himself a little well
Within the yielding sand.

And to and fro went he,
Between it and the wave,
Bearing his shell filled with the sea
To find a sandy grave.

'What is it that you do,
You lovely boy and bold?'
'I empty out the ocean blue,
You man so wise and old!

'See you how in this cup
I bind the great sea's girth !'
'Ah no, the gray sands suck it up
Your cup is little worth.

'Now put your play aside,
And let the ocean be.
Tell me your name, O violet-eyed,
That empty out the sea !

'What lineage high and fine
Is yours, O kingly boy,
That sure art sprung of royal line,
A people's hope and joy.'

'Austin, as you have said,
A crown my Sire doth wear,
My mother was a royal maid
And yet went cold and bare.'

He shook his golden curls,
A scornful laugh laughed he:
'The night that I was born, the churls,
They would not shelter me.

'Only the ox and ass,
The night that I was born,
Made me a cradle of the grass
And watched by me till morn.

'The night that I was born
The ass and ox alone,
Betwixt the midnight and the morn,
Knelt down upon the stone.

'The bitter night I came,
Each star sang in its sphere.
Now riddle, riddle me my name,
My Austin, tried and dear.'

Austin is on his face,
Before that vision bright.
'My Lord, what dost Thou in this place
With such a sinful wight?'

'I come not here in wrath,
But I come here in love,
My Austin, skilled in life and death,
Thy vanity to prove.

'Mortal, yet over-bold
To fly where th' eagle flies,
As soon this cup the sea will hold
As thou My Mysteries.

'Patience a little yet,
And thou shalt be with Me,
And in thy soul's small cup unmeet
Myself will pour the sea.'

When Austin raised his head
No child was there beside,
But in the cup the Child had made
There swelled the rising tide.

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Thomas Hardy

San Sebastian

With Thoughts of Sergeant M---- (Pensioner), who died 185-

"WHY, Sergeant, stray on the Ivel Way,
As though at home there were spectres rife?
From first to last 'twas a proud career!
And your sunny years with a gracious wife
Have brought you a daughter dear.

"I watched her to-day; a more comely maid,
As she danced in her muslin bowed with blue,
Round a Hintock maypole never gayed."
--"Aye, aye; I watched her this day, too,
As it happens," the Sergeant said.

"My daughter is now," he again began,
"Of just such an age as one I knew
When we of the Line, in the Foot-Guard van,
On an August morning--a chosen few--
Stormed San Sebastian.

"She's a score less three; so about was she--
The maiden I wronged in Peninsular days....
You may prate of your prowess in lusty times,
But as years gnaw inward you blink your bays,
And see too well your crimes!

"We'd stormed it at night, by the vlanker-light
Of burning towers, and the mortar's boom:
We'd topped the breach but had failed to stay,
For our files were misled by the baffling gloom;
And we said we'd storm by day.

"So, out of the trenches, with features set,
On that hot, still morning, in measured pace,
Our column climbed; climbed higher yet,
Past the fauss'bray, scarp, up the curtain-face,
And along the parapet.

"From the batteried hornwork the cannoneers
Hove crashing balls of iron fire;
On the shaking gap mount the volunteers
In files, and as they mount expire
Amid curses, groans, and cheers.

"Five hours did we storm, five hours re-form,
As Death cooled those hot blood pricked on;
Till our cause was helped by a woe within;
They swayed from the summit we'd leapt upon,
And madly we entered in.

"On end for plunder, 'mid rain and thunder
That burst with the lull of our cannonade,
We vamped the streets in the stifling air--
Our hunger unsoothed, our thirst unstayed--
And ransacked the buildings there.

"Down the stony steps of the house-fronts white
We rolled rich puncheons of Spanish grape,
Till at length, with the fire of the wine alight,
I saw at a doorway a fair fresh shape--
A woman, a sylph, or sprite.

"Afeard she fled, and with heated head
I pursued to the chamber she called her own;
--When might is right no qualms deter,
And having her helpless and alone
I wreaked my lust on her.

"She raised her beseeching eyes to me,
And I heard the words of prayer she sent
In her own soft language.... Seemingly
I copied those eyes for my punishment
In begetting the girl you see!

"So, to-day I stand with a God-set brand
Like Cain's, when he wandered from kindred's ken....
I served through the war that made Europe free;
I wived me in peace-year. But, hid from men,
I bear that mark on me.

"And I nightly stray on the Ivel Way
As though at home there were spectres rife;
I delight me not in my proud career;
And 'tis coals of fire that a gracious wife
Should have brought me a daughter dear!"

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