tomorrow is Veterans Day...11 November
may you have many more
Not going to be posting on ATS, the choice was mine., page 2
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reply posted on 1-12-2006 @ 12:24 PM by Icarus Rising
Uh, I think that will be the selective service you will be registering with at 18 there, Maverickhunter. It is no secret.
ADVISOR, you are truly a man amongst men. Your quote above of "I arise" shows me you know what that means and it doesn't go to your head, but to your heart. Glad this thread was moved to an area that allows responses from us all.
To show us all what being a man means, I think I will defer to Rudyard Kipling's IF.
Again, ADVISOR, I think you are probably familiar with this, but for the rest of us, here goes.
Next up, Gunga Din!
What was in that water? I think I know, we're fighting for it still today.
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ADVISOR, you are truly a man amongst men. Your quote above of "I arise" shows me you know what that means and it doesn't go to your head, but to your heart. Glad this thread was moved to an area that allows responses from us all.
To show us all what being a man means, I think I will defer to Rudyard Kipling's IF.
Again, ADVISOR, I think you are probably familiar with this, but for the rest of us, here goes.
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 by 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 impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth 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 breathe 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;
If 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!
Rudyard Kipling 1865 - 1936
English writer and poet
Next up, Gunga Din!
What was in that water? I think I know, we're fighting for it still today.
[edit on 1-12-2006 by Icarus Rising]
