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motorcycleboy

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I feel like a hypocrite when I do this because I am utilizing a medium of which I'm niether fond of, nor trust. The driving motivation behind any online "community" would appear to be uniform: to present oneself without having to "be" oneself. There is no one to contradict the claims, check the facts or confirm one's alibis. And you can omit only so much about your
short-comings, character flaws and your mistakes before resorting to abject fraud.

"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 all 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,
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

"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat."
--Theodore Roosevelt

"Y cuando viene el sueno a extenderme y llevarme a mi propio silencio hay un gran viento blanco que derriba mi sueno y caen de el las hojas, caen como cuchillos sobre mi desangrandome. Y cada herida tiene la forma de tu boca."
--Pablo Neruda

"Returning to Thoreau 'Most men lead lives of quiet desperation." Or at least they did. At a time when the illusion of one's own importance wasn't the sustaining factor that it is today, fifteen minutes of fame wasn't essential. In our present quest for immortality, there is little to be gained in leading a life of quiet desperation. The replacement is a life of frenetic complacency. The high noise levels and hyperkinetic pacing of media assault ensure that it will rub off on the viewer or the listener, the resultant real-life pacing is fast. The faster people go through their activities (or rather APPEAR to go through their activities), the quicker they will dispose of obsolete consumer products. They are still doing what they are told -- even more so, except with the illusion of independence. They no longer must shut up and say nothing. They can get on the internet and let the world know. Every man and woman has a voice. It matters little that the data from which they draw is limited to exactly just how much they should know."
--Anton LaVey

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