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Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glimpse of snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn's rain.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there I did not die.

What would they be? Would you also be willing to live by them?

The recent acts of violence, including 9/11 suggest otherwise. No religion in these modern times can profess to be peaceful and yet support acts of cold blooded murder. I put emphasis on the religion because this is where the violence is emanating from and condoned. This is what I hear and read, not just in western news, but Muslim as well. The piece on the project promoted by the president of iran that there was no holocaust suggests there is quite a propaganda machine in the muslim world.

There is always a theme found through the music for each album. My friends and I disagree not only on the themes but the order of the first 7. I will leave it to a vote so I won't predjudice anything. Need knowledgeable answers. Thanks.

Rather boxey, wood is much lighter and wider grain than pianos I've seen. Simplistic design, looks like a laquer finish, not certain cause I've never seen laquer alligator before.

Found in a friend's basement, has a musty odour and have no idea if it plays or quality of sound.

I'm looking for a production marque so I can date it and get a read on specs before I do anything to wood. If its a true antique, it would be sensible to live with a wart and do a careful cleaning instead of a re-finish. I don't think a piano tuner is qualified to have a go at the workings inside.

My friend is contemplating "fixing and selling" or sticking a flower pot on top? Ideas? Opinions?

I have been through 12 pages of questions allegedly on the subject and they had very little if anything at all to do with the subject. Are there no aspirations to be a part of polite society?

Beautiful face, well proportioned body, lusterous brunette hair and the bluest eyes I've ever seen! She was tastefully dressed, did not need a lot of make up, walked straight and did not slouch when she sat down. Obviously a professional, she appeared well read, spoke like an intellectual and could tell stories with the best of them and effeminate to boot!

There was some kind of magic that evening, I was on a cloud.

Then next morning, something had changed. She would not look at me and asked me to leave post haste. I was stunned.

I asked if I had said or done anything wrong and she said no, but again would not look at me.

I always look at a person when I speak and expect the same, it helps establish trust. Less than a gentleman at this point I turned her face toward me and my jaw dropped. She had a watery blue eye and a yellowish, greenish brown eye and I realized why she had hidden her face from me. So I left. Should I have said put the contacts in and things will be alright?

my guest appreciates better wines and often mentions the cru's established in 1855. I don't want to appear ostentatious or patronizing, but a barolo will not do here.