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Wednesday July 20, 05

Carpe diem

07:44 PM
  • SEIZE THE DAY

    'Tis only in our dreams that we can truly be free, 'twas always thus, and always thus will be. -KEATING

Seize each day and cherish it dearly. Every day opportunities await us and we must decide whether to take the chance or play it safe.

O Captain! My Captain!

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths - for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Hear Captain! dear father!
The arm beneath your head!
It is some dream your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shore, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O me! O life!

O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring.
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish.
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew'd.
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring -- What good amid these, O me, O life?
Answer That you are here--that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.

WALT WHITMAN

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  • Every day, I am grateful and happy that someone took a chance and extended herself in song. :)
    alainsane -- Wednesday July 20 2005, @08:05PM (#172301)
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  • I think we have a weird ESP connection going on here. I just looked at your journal for the first time today. This morning I handed in my notice to work and will finish up at the end of October. I don't know how I am going to find another job, but I can't continue working where I am. I never get paid on time, am owed about $8,000 in back pay and have a dick of a business partner to deal with. Today I decided no more...
    LizzieCat -- Thursday July 21 2005, @12:43AM (#172316)
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    Mrs Forman
    • Re:Enough! by alainsane (Score:1) Thursday July 21 2005, @07:07AM
    • Re:Enough! by realitybites (Score:1) Thursday July 21 2005, @08:13AM


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