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“Music I heard with you was more than music…”
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““ Cory Monteith and Robert J. Ulrich on the set of The Glee Project - Season 2 [x]
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Beautiful in all ways and beloved.
Music I heard with you was more than music,
And bread I broke with you was more than bread;
Now that I am without you, all is desolate;
All that was once so beautiful is dead.
Your hands once touched this table and this silver,
And I have seen your fingers hold this glass.
These things do not remember you, beloved,
And yet your touch upon them will not pass.
For it was in my heart that you moved among them,
And blessed them with your hands and with your eyes;
And in my heart they will remember always,
—They knew you once, O beautiful and wise.
-Conrad Potter Aiken
“It is required of every man that the spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellowmen, and travel far and wide….[A]ges of incessant labour, by immortal creatures, for this earth must pass into eternity before the good of which it is susceptible is all developed. [A]ny…spirit working kindly in its little sphere, whatever it may be, will find its mortal life too short for its vast means of usefulness….Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence, were, all, my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!” –Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol
“A life full of laughter is a life well lived.” V.C. Birlidis
I don’t tell you this so that you think of me as a victim. I am not a victim. I tell you this because my story has value. My story has value. I tell you this because I want you know—I need you to know—what I know. To be rendered powerless does not destroy your humanity. Your resilience is your humanity. The only people who lose their humanity are those who believe they have the right to render another human being powerless. They are the weak. To yield and not break? That is incredible strength. You destroy the woman, you destroy the past she represents. I will not allow my story to be destroyed.
Hannah Gadsby: Nanette
Kick Drum Heart by The Avett Brothers
The footprints over the snow
the fabric of all the lonely
C-Covering only
the fables and hands
the rest is out in the cold
holding the last of the season
F-F-F freezin’ Yeah
My my my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My love like a voice
We’re walkin’ in to the fields.
We’re walkin in to the forest.
The moon is before us.
Up above
We’re holdin’ hands in the rain
S-sayin’ words like I love you
D-d-d’you love me? Yeah
My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My my love like a voice
Mother Mary heard us approaching her door
Although we didn’t make a sound.
There’s nothing like finding gold
within the rocks hard and cold
I’m so surprised to find more
Always surprised to find more
I won’t look back anymore
I left the people that do
Its not the chase that I love
Its me following you

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This least tern chick at Cape Hatteras National Seashore is very sleepy, but ready to rally for International Migratory Bird Day!
From sandpipers and cranes to vultures and hummingbirds, to fluffy tired smol chicks, we are dedicated to bird conservation and preserving the environments they need to live.
Photo by National Park Service
The strangeland bird life: the book of Antarctic birds - Roy Judson Snell - 1924 - via Internet Archive
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