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Saturday Sep 24, 2011
Abundance Teamwork Sept 18
Saturday Sep 24, 2011
Saturday Sep 24, 2011
This is the complete episode of Abundance called Teamwork from September 18th.
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Sonnet Thirty-five by William Shakespeare
Saturday Sep 24, 2011
Saturday Sep 24, 2011
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Sonnet XXXV
by William Shakespeare
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud;
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
All men make faults, and even I in this,
Authorizing thy trespass with compare,
Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,
Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;
For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense--
Thy adverse party is thy advocate--
And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence:
Such civil war is in my love and hate
That I an accessory needs must be
To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.
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Sonnet 35
Saturday Sep 24, 2011
Sonnet Thirty-four by William Shakespeare
Saturday Sep 24, 2011
Saturday Sep 24, 2011
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Sonnet XXXIV
by William Shakespeare
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day,
And make me travel forth without my cloak,
To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way,
Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke?
'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break,
To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face,
For no man well of such a salve can speak
That heals the wound and cures not the disgrace:
Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief;
Though thou repent, yet I have still the loss:
The offender's sorrow lends but weak relief
To him that bears the strong offence's cross.
Ah! But those tears are pearl which thy love sheds,
And they are rich and ransom all ill deeds.
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Sonnet 34
Friday Sep 23, 2011
Sonnet Thirty-three by William Shakespeare
Friday Sep 23, 2011
Friday Sep 23, 2011
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Sonnet XXXIII
by William Shakespeare
Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my sun one early morn did shine
With all triumphant splendor on my brow;
But out, alack! He was but one hour mine;
The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now.
Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;
Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.
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Sonnet 33
Thursday Sep 22, 2011
Sonnet Thirty-two by William Shakespeare
Thursday Sep 22, 2011
Thursday Sep 22, 2011
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Sonnet XXXII
by William Shakespeare
If thou survive my well-contented day,
When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover,
And shalt by fortune once more re-survey
These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover,
Compare them with the bettering of the time,
And though they be outstripp'd by every pen,
Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme,
Exceeded by the height of happier men.
O, then vouchsafe me but this loving thought:
'Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age,
A dearer birth than this his love had brought,
To march in ranks of better equipage:
But since he died and poets better prove,
Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his love.'
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Sonnet 32
Wednesday Sep 21, 2011
Sonnet Thirty-one by William Shakespeare
Wednesday Sep 21, 2011
Wednesday Sep 21, 2011
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Tuesday Sep 20, 2011
Head Over Heels
Tuesday Sep 20, 2011
Tuesday Sep 20, 2011
In my junior year at Jordan High School I trained myself to be a yell leader - a male cheerleader. We were supposed to do acrobatics and gymnastics, but I had never had any training. So I practiced by jumping off inner tubes. Trying to do back flips meant landing on my head several times. There never seemed to be any damage, except I felt the strange desire after that to write radio episodes.
I've even fallen backward down stairs in front of an entire cast of one of my musicals. Backing up on the stage one foot too far, I tumbled backwards doing a reverse somersault and then quickly jumping to my feet and proclaiming, "I'm all right!" Then we went back to rehearsing.
Trying to combine both of these events into one disaster, I took the cast to the stage during an intermission of a Shakespeare production. One of my students did a back flip on the stage and I confidently proclaimed, "I can do that!" Taking off my glasses and removing my cell phone from my belt (don't want those things to get damaged!), I ran and did my round-off into a back handspring. Failing to gain much height and having little muscle tone anymore, my head made it all the way around from the floor to the floor. My face thumped first onto the stage, followed by my crumpling body. I had actually hit my right cheekbone first - and in front of all the students. I slowly stood and put my hand to my cheek, which immediately began swelling up.
I declared "Intermission's over," and we went back to the performance. I was running the lights and stopped on the way to buy a cold drink in an aluminum can. The swelling on my cheekbone was now the size of a golf ball, but rolling the cold aluminum can on the swollen flesh seemed to help. I left later that night looking like Quasimodo's brother.
I've had other incidents at my high school which involve inflicting pain on others. I seem to have a charmed life when it comes to injuries, and so at times I'm not as careful as I should be.
Scott was helping me in my Technical Theatre class. We were trying to staple a side curtain up as a leg to block sightlines backstage. Up on the ladder I was confidently stapling away 17 feet off the ground, as most of the students have enough brains to be afraid of heights.
I have even had my technical theatre classes raise me up the entire 40 feet to the top of the fly system so I could replace lights on the ceiling. I don't know what I would have done if they had decided not to let me back down.
But on this day Scott was attentively waiting for the stapler. I decided to toss it down to him so he could take it to the other side of the stage for use there. As Scott was looking up I told him to get ready for the stapler. He was looking right at me, and so I tossed it down.
This was a Stanley Stapler, the solid metal kind which must have reached terminal velocity by the time it reached him. He chose at this particular moment to be distracted by one of his classmates, and as he looked away at them, the stapler hit him right on top of his head and made a huge gash.
I hurried down the ladder and we went to the office and filed an accident report. I haven't thrown down a stapler since. Scott went off to the hospital to have stitches put in his head, and I resolved not to endanger any other students just because I seem to have a charmed existence. I am a danger to other people.
I’m also dangerous to my own cars. Once when I had a television repaired for three hundred dollars, I plopped it down on the front seat and didn’t think what would happen with a quick stop -- which cracked the windshield -- which added another one hundred dollars to the repair bill.
When that same television went on the fritz again later, I drove it to the local charity and dumped it off.
Imagine my surprise, after I had bought a new television for several hundred dollars, when I went to the shop at the charity store and saw my old television back in working order and priced at only one hundred dollars.
It made me want to bash my windshield. But I had already learned that lesson.
Learning is one of the greatest things about getting to live longer. I can’t wait to find out what I will be blessed to learn next.
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Abundance Strength Sept 4
Sunday Sep 11, 2011
Sunday Sep 11, 2011
Go to daneallred.com for more selections, including other original pieces by Dane Allred and his audio versions of many famous novels, short stories and poems called Literature Out Loud, plus lots more!! This is the complete episode of Abundance titled Strength from Sept 4th.
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Sonnet Thirty by William Shakespeare
Saturday Sep 10, 2011
Saturday Sep 10, 2011
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Sonnet XXX
by William Shakespeare
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.
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Sonnet 30
Saturday Sep 10, 2011
Sonnet Twenty-nine by William Shakespeare
Saturday Sep 10, 2011
Saturday Sep 10, 2011
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