Originally posted by Maban
As Mahatma Gandhi said:
We must be the change we we wish to see in the world.
A last word, post partum, but you took me unawares and I was lost for words. I am sure you'll be watching though, so no loss. I am still lost for
words, so I will use the eloquence of others.
Remember the Levellers
The Levellers were members of a mid 17th century English political movement, who came to prominence during the English Civil Wars. They were not a
political party in the modern sense of the word, and did not all conform to any specific manifesto. Nevertheless, they are remembered for their
beliefs in popular sovereignty, an extended franchise, equality before the law, and religious toleration, all of which were expressed in the Agreement
of the People. They were also pioneers in the use of petitions and pamphleteering to political ends.  
In 1649, Lieutenant-Colonel John Lilburne, William Walwyn, Thomas Prince, and Richard Overton were imprisoned in the Tower of London by the
Council of State (see above). It was while the leaders of the Levellers were being held in the Tower that they wrote an outline of the reforms the
Levellers wanted, in a pamphlet entitled An Agreement Of The Free People Of England (written on May 1, 1649). It includes reforms that have since been
made law in England such as the right to silence, and others, such as an elected judiciary, that have not.
We are all at once, at any give time the past, the present and the future. And it is this that we must find balance, we cannot all live with hope in
our hearts of a better future, we may be burdened by our past or downtrodden by our present. To misquote Wittgenstein, the universe is an enitely
different place for the happy man, than it is for the unhappy man.
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;-
World-losers and world forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams;
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world forever it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of the fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth an conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample a kingdom down.
We in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself in our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
A breath of our inspiration
Is the life of each new generation;
A wonderous thing of our dreaming,
Unearthly, impossible seeming --
The soldier, the king, and the peasant
Are working together in one,
Till our dream shall become their present,
And their work in the world be done.
They had no vision amazing
Of the goodly house they are raising:
They had no divine foreshowing
Of the land to which they were going:
But on one man's sould it hath broken,
A light that doth not depart;
And his look, or word he hath spoken,
Wrought flame in another man's heart.
And therefore to-day is thrilling
With the past day's late fulfilling;
And the multitudes are enlisted
In the faith that their father's resisted,
And scorning the dream of to-morrow,
And bringing to pass as they may,
In the world for its joy or its sorrow,
The dream that was scorned yesterday.
(extract from Ode by A W E O'Shaughnessy)
A final word (or more)
Dare to be and follow your quest, but make sure it is yours.
But most all be happy Maban.
Edited for technical inadequacy...pants!
[edit on 4-10-2008 by KilgoreTrout]