A parish is a territorial unit historically under the pastoral care and clerical jurisdiction of one parish priest, who might be assisted in his pastoral duties by a curate or curates - also priests but not the parish priest - from a more or less central parish church with its associated organization. It often covered the same geographic area as the manor, under the lay jurisdiction of the Lord of the Manor, which generally shared the same name and from the creation of which the parish may have derived its existence.
By extension the term parish refers not only to the territorial unit but to the people of its community or congregation as well as to church property within it. In England this church property was technically in the ownership of the parish priest, vested in him on his institution to that parish.
From the Greek paroikia, the dwellingplace of the priest, eighth Archbishop of Canterbury Theodore of Tarsus (c.602–690) applied to the Anglo-Saxon township unit, where it existed, the ecclesiastical term parish.
Polly Jean Harvey (born 9 October 1969) is an English musician, singer-songwriter, composer and occasional artist. Primarily known as a vocalist and guitarist, she is also proficient with a wide range of instruments including piano, organ, bass, saxophone, harmonica, and most recently, the autoharp.
Harvey began her career in 1988 when she joined local band Automatic Dlamini, whose vocalist and saxophone player, John Parish, would become her long-term collaborator. In 1991, she formed an eponymous trio and subsequently began her professional career. The trio released two studio albums, Dry (1992) and Rid of Me (1993) before disbanding, after which Harvey continued as a solo artist. Since 1995, she has released a further six studio albums with collaborations from various musicians including John Parish, former bandmate Rob Ellis, Mick Harvey, and Eric Drew Feldman and has also worked extensively with record producer Flood.
Among the accolades she has received are the 2001 and 2011 Mercury Prize for Stories from the City, Stories from the Sea (2000) and Let England Shake (2011) respectively—the only artist to have been awarded the prize twice—eight BRIT Award nominations, six Grammy Award nominations and two further Mercury Prize nominations. Rolling Stone awarded her 1992's Best New Artist and Best Singer Songwriter and 1995's Artist of the Year, and listed Rid of Me and To Bring You My Love (1995) on its 500 Greatest Albums of All Time list. In 2011, she was awarded for Outstanding Contribution To Music at the NME Awards.
Plot
In an apocalyptic future, the wake of a lethal meteor strike, normal civilization has been reduced to ashes, with the people that remain left terrified by the existence of super-powered mutants. Human leader Parish a man with extra-human powers goes on the run as he wants to hunt down and kill the mutants in order to preserve the genetic purity of the normal survivors; he's particularly obsessed with murdering Rage, the mutants' commander.
Keywords: bare-chested-male, car-over-cliff, childbirth, discrimination, fistfight, healing-power, independent-film, mind-reading, motorcycle, pregnant-woman
Yoshi: Sometimes dreams are the only thing worth having!::Rage: What are you talking about.
Plot
In 1985, the NSA's Dr. Parish's team trains paranormally gifted children in a new, secret Honduras base, where sergeant 'Uncle' Walter Golden is the closest thing to a parental figure for the eldest, most advanced boy, Malcolm, and his favorite Tracy. During director Bill Armitage's inspection visit, it is devastated by Soviet commandos. About fifteen years later, adult Tracy Wellman is a reckless private investigator and presents her boyfriend and protector, FBI agent Daniel 'Dan' Oliver, to her step-dad Angus, who never told the details of her traumatic amnesia at age 9, which still causes disturbed flashbacks. The FBI brings Tracy to -now- senator and presidential campaign nominee William 'wild Bill', who hires her discretely to retrieve his rebellious, since ten days missing daughter Rayanna 'Ray' before the press turns the story into an electoral nightmare. Rayanna is in the Congregation of Friends, charismatic, also psychic preacher David Mendez's New Age cult, and writes to dad he must leave her on Mendez's ranch in Yakima, Washington, or she'll turn to the press. Dan finds the cult is dangerous, building up an armory, and Mendez has absolutely no known past. Armitage asks help from Dan's boss Angus, who agrees he goes to ex-cult member Jeannette Long, in the witness protection program; they are attacked by helicopters while she tells Dan her ex-lover Mendez is in league with heavy criminals and obsessed with revenge on the senator. Mendez manages to rekindle Tracy's Honduras memories, says he's the late Malcolm's spirit in a dying Russian soldier's body and asks her help to stop Armitae and the likes by training enough people's psychic powers in the cult, finally revealing they are siblings. Yet Tracy refuses to become co-leader, calling David/Malcolm a schizophrenic brainwashing rapist, so she's tied up while the FBI including Daniel beleaguers the ranch, but Mendez has planned ahead...
Keywords: amnesia, cult, cult-leader, fbi, fbi-agent, helicopter, mind-reading, mindreader, missing-person, politician
(I want to break free)
(I want to break free)
I want to break free from your lies
You're so self satisfied I don't need you
I've want to break free
God knows, God knows I want to break free
I've fallen in love
I've fallen in love for the first time
And this time I know it's for real
I've fallen in love, yeah
God knows, God knows I've fallen in love
It's strange but it's true
I can't get over the way you love me like you do
But I have to be sure
When I walk out that door
Oh how I want to be free, baby
Oh how I want to break free,
Oh how I want to break free
But life still goes on
I can't get used to, living without, living without,
Living without you by my side
I don't want to live alone, hey
God knows, got to make it on my own
So baby can't you see
God knows, gods know, gods know
Not one chance
To win it back
No excuse or no sweet regrets
This is something
Unreversible
This is one thing I would die for
Wish me away
It´s only dreaming
Smash my head it´s only pain
But hey I got news for you
And this one will drive you insane
The miracle itself
Will not always
Be at hand so
Just don´t push so hard
Burst into the unknown
Hand on the question mark
They are asking why set loose all demons as replay
Approach and enter
The holy temple
They are asking why
Call in the flames
Kiss the spirits goodbye
An issue like this
So close to my heart
You´d better be damn sure
To get what I´m saying
No room for doubt no time to hesitate
You´d better be damn sure to get it through your head
What a wonderful place to be
I've often seen it
But the thought has never been free
Maybe we are not
Laid to rest
Let's find a brand new drug
We're leaving no traces
Maybe we are not
Laid to rest
Let's find a brand new drug
What a wonderful place to be
I've often seen it
But the thought has never been free
Let me rest for a while
See me through
Hide the proof
Kill the witness
No trace of evidence
Commit the deadly sin
Oh Lord, this is grace
Hang them high
Dig real deep
Sweep up the soil
A thousand candles in the dawn
Chains from beyond
What lays ahead is destined.
Kill the witness
Mr. Marshall
out a window
He killed a policeman who came through the
both old and young
through his grandfather's failings
John boy
Confusion appears
Sometimes in a __ way
I told you I won't stop thrilling
It's definitely gone again
You had to tell me
Where the pain is
Where does it hurt
Maybe they are afraid
Let's hope we never
Banging balls
The perfect plan
Let's wake up to a deadly
Climb on my back
I'm still gonna get there
Take my blame
I won't even fall
Kneel down
Celebrate our
Make me shivel
My only eyes
A beautiful day passes me by
Saved, embrace by my arms
My steady ground
Needing to know your thoughts
To make sure I fulfill them in my dreams
In my heart, my life has arrived
In my life, my heart has strived.
Waking up
Finding your dead wife beside you
Receiving a letter in the mail
You are dying in a deadly disease
Meeting the neighbor's pet
Get your throat between its teeth
I still got my will
There´s an end of every beginning
Start a new race within
I still got my will
Dry my tear
fulfill me
End my fear
Hell is my witness
I never killed innocence
Faith is my addiction
You arised from below
Right into my arms
I hesitate an embrace
Let´s start the journey
Drag me through life from beyond
Black waters
Holy depths
Make me feel
But I have to forget
Grab my heart
I´m torned eat my soul
For a moment I´m blessed
You arised from below
Right into my arms
I hesitate and embrace
Let´s start the journey
Lifeform
Crawls in vein
Humanity I´ll drain
Those eyes of emptiness
Those looks from beyond
They hide in yourself
The road of despair
I´m near salvation
Demons of dirt
Blessed are the dead
Creatures make yourself heard
Give me the ocean
They hide in yourself
The road of despair
I´m near salvation
One day you will find the ocean
One day you become it
A commitment lost in a game
Failure insight
The dues were never paid
Deal with consequence
The book is enclosed
Too many mistakes
Your soul is full of soil
Collect all thoughts
Gain all wisdom
Grasp for the inner
Learn from tales of the common day
Climb that tree
Fall from that cliff
See my eye
Arise from silence
The fallen angel just broke one leg
We can only leap this far
Without getting caught
a bag full of memories lost in battle but forever they
will be saved outside the window dangerous grounds the
tools of the devil i failed save the soul we will all
pray for yours im a porr lonesome devil a long way from
hell riding on my creature im under the spell grab a
switchblade slice up desire it appears thet im the
Speeding to the edge of the night
Speeding in the pale moonlight
Don't really know where I am
and where to go
Speeding to escape from the past
Speeding till I'm gone at last
Facts are so plain
There is nothing but pain
as I drive
Passing by the graveyards of doom
I know I might get there to soon
Time passes by
I don't care if I die
on the way
Waiting for the car crash scream
Lost in a vertigo dream
Closeness of death
My final breath is so near
Staring into the distance
as I'm. racing tough the night
Speeding to an early grave
All alone you cry
in the darkness
in despair.
When the city lights
Wake you up,
you won't be there.
No point telling lies
I know what you're gonna say
when look at me
when you simple walk away.
Ref.
Safely far away,
I remember every word you said
and every single day
in our high school.
Adolescent dreaming.
Drag race heroes in the night.
Adolescent screaming.
Feeling bad, then feeling right.
No point telling lies
I know what you're gonna say
when look at me
Boywondersuperstar
trapped in the glaring lights,
trapped in the screaming night,
lonely and never alone.
You're flying though the air,
you'll crash but you don't care,
you'll fall and I'll be there,
lonely and looking for a home.
Ref.
Bright city lights,
moon riding high,
let's catch the dying night.
Bright city lights,
indigo sky,
let's catch the dying night.
Drum-roll and safety net.
The teenage acrobat.
You fly and scoff at danger
lonely in this one-man show.
You've seen those hateful eyes,
you've heard the twisted lies.
Determined and disguised,