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October 19, 2010 – Comments (1) | RELATED TICKERS: FCX , C , BAC




If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired of waiting,

Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,

And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;

If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with triumph and disaster

And treat those two imposters just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truths you’ve spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or, watch the things you gave your life to broken,

And stoop and build’ em up with worn-out tools; 

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: “Hold On!”;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much;I

f you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run –

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,

And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!




This was written nearly one century hence by a man named Rudyard Kipling, not that this is a big deal to most but, all human wisdom is contained in these few words. Read them well, take heed, and remember for your son's sakes', if not your own.


All human wisdom was originally said to be contained in these two words, "Wait" and "Hope" as the parting wisdom imbued upon his benefactors in the Count of Monte Cristo by Alexander Dumas but Obama has really wiped his ass with the whole "Hope" thing so your stuck with the best poetry ever written by Rud instead of the final words of one of the greatest fiction novels ever written if read in the UNAbriged Version Only as the abriged version has been abriged of it's worth as even toilet paper has due to my unwillingness to wipe my ass with the fing travesty that some son of a bastard created with his self-appointed worthiness to edit a classic and the subsequent sucking sound that is common amongst the pompous masses of asses in Hollywood who get signed on to direct the remake of such a classic and feel obliged to improve upon the perfection they have been  handed with thier own neat ideats and fecal artistic perspectives that suck balls compared to most of thier own contemperaries what the F&$K are they thinking trying to perfect the perfect they are unworthy of even directing but oddly worthy of the desicrations they so often produce without exception to this as a cast iron rule. 


OH Well!


A Machine



1 Comments – Post Your Own

#1) On October 19, 2010 at 7:53 AM, TDRH (96.40) wrote:

This and "The Fool's Prayer" by Edward Rowland Sill are two of my favorites.

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