To
enfold notions of a higher duty or moral code would be as ridiculous as seeking to apply moral or religious principles to reconstruct those I encounter in FPS gamespace.
Theorising Schmitt's friend-enemy through Deleuzian folding and first-person shooters
Enfold Systems, Inc., a premier provider of open source content management systems, enables organizations to reuse existing infrastructure and manage information using open source software.
ENFOLD SYSTEMS USES JOURNYX TO TRACK ROI OF OSS
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enfold declines to say who he believes is behind the legal action, while noting that ``this [racing] was very much a personal passion of his [Salman's], and it didn't involve any of the rest of his family''.
Bloodstock Desk: When you work for someone so long, you develop a mutu al trust; Rachel Pagones talks to bloodstock agent Anthony Penfold, who is desperate to redeem his reputation in the face of bankruptcy after a court ruling in favour of his former employers
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enfold was also cleared of Newgate's claims of ``fraudulent breach of duty''.
Bloodstock Desk: Penfold told to pay pounds 1/2m to Newgate
Veteran dancers Stuart Hodes and Alice Teirstein seemed a long-married couple in a duet from Zvi Gotheiner's
Enfold. As the pair linked hands and moved in close proximity to one another, Hodes projected a stoic determination, Teirstein a dreamy distraction.
Moving Generations
Peter's, seemed at once to
enfold us and shrink us to size.
A FATHER, A SON, AND THE HOLY SPIRIT
Beyond the seventh was so wide disclosed That Iris, to
enfold it, were too small, Her rainbow a full circle being supposed.
"Bright Seraphs, Cherubim and Thrones."
BTN's approach, however, aims to
enfold the latest technical gadgetry into recording the play or musical in high-definition TV, with surround sound and robotic cameras strung among the audience.
Channeling Broadway
In Madonnas of Mercy, however, it's her mantle, not her veil, that is extended to
enfold the faithful; here Christ lifts her veil, which covers his head too, in order to behold St.
Only Connect ... Art and the Spectator in the Italian Renaissance
I know one thing is certain To put a smile on your face Is to hold a loved one real close In a tight loving embrace And if you do it quite often It becomes like a drug It really is amazing The power of a hug Whether in sad times, or glad times When arms warmly
enfold you The feeling is so special As the energy flows through you Also in times of forgiveness Please swallow your pride Just hold out your arms And you will feel good inside There's no other feeling quite like it So don't be a mug Hold out your arms Go on, give someone a big hug!
HOLD ME
I CALLED HER SOFTLY I CALLED her softly, several times silence Was my only reply, The jigsaw lies in front of me, in deep distracted Disarray, The pieces turn and twist, shuffling beyond Shape and fit, Bit by bit, contour and touch, they move from Echo into memory, Each one willing me to pick up, lift and dry, fit And fix, permanence; For her picture is of dreams, of flesh and bone, And a beating heart, Her name is whispered to me, as eagle soars, and Raven waits, Clouds
enfold, night holds out arms, wanting My dark embrace, The pieces come alive before my eyes, as I Reimagine her in the light, Oh darkness, why hide that which is surely gone Beyond me?
Reader's Poem
To the sound of an improbably celestial choir (music by Arvo Part), the women, with their long hair flying like angels', gently
enfold the men and are
enfolded by them in a rare moment of peace and tenderness in this pressure-cooker piece.
Dayton Contemporary Dance Company
I
enfold my arms to children like you, you who have been so cruelly served,
Daily Poem
As each track attempts to
enfold the ears in thick and cloying layers of strings and schmaltzy orchestration, you feel yourself drowning in something with little emotional depth or musical consequence.
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If you have a warm home to live in Maybe only two up and two down Two loving arms That
enfold you and whispering words To pick you up when your down The patter of little feet Running to meet you When they see you From work coming home Eyes shining with love and laughter Calling to mum that your home And if in the evening You're together, playing gamesAnd having some fun Then the largest lottery win In all the world Won't measure up To the wealth you have won
Letter: Your Poem: The Greatest Prize