Favourite Quote, Poem or Saying

[lovestoseepee 297]

Since I couldn't see a post with this I thought I would create one. Feel free to post your favourite quote or poem. So I will start:

My favourite quote is:

 

Quote

Some people make the world more special just be being in it.

What's yours?

Edited February 15, 2018 by lovestoseepee

[Sophie 24,410]

Quote

I reject your reality, and substitute my own.

 

[F.W 5,734]

Churchills "we will fight on the beaches" speech-makes me want to bomb Berlin!It raises the hair on my neck everytime.

[lovestoseepee 297]

I have just edited this thread to include favourite sayings since I have a few I want to include. First being:

You only live once or YOLO for short

Reason I like the above is I like to do things that some would consider risky but I would consider making the most of life and enjoying yourself.

I will include more sayings, quotes and poems as time goes on but please feel free to also include sayings if you want to.

[Brutus 2,206]

Here's a few of my favorites:

Nothing worthwhile comes easy

90 percent of people are idiots, 5 percent are smart, the other 5 percent run the world

I haven't failed 10,000 times, I've simply discovered 10,000 ways that don't work

 

[F.W 5,734]

A speech by Sir Arthur "Bomber" Harris,the chief of RAF Bomber Command,n 1942 i think.."They have sown the wind-now they will reap the whirlwind"referring to the Germans thinking that no-one else could muster enough strength to bomb them back.

[spywareonya 37,961]

On ‎15‎/‎02‎/‎2018 at 11:22 PM, fannywatcher said:

Churchills "we will fight on the beaches" speech-makes me want to bomb Berlin!It raises the hair on my neck everytime.

 

On ‎18‎/‎02‎/‎2018 at 10:14 AM, fannywatcher said:

A speech by Sir Arthur "Bomber" Harris,the chief of RAF Bomber Command,n 1942 i think.."They have sown the wind-now they will reap the whirlwind"referring to the Germans thinking that no-one else could muster enough strength to bomb them back.

 

You are glorious, these quotes are over the top

[spywareonya 37,961]

Personally, I sometimes feel that all my life could be sum up in a portion of the lyrics of the song "Rebirth" by Gorgoroth

 

No bountyful glory

no summoning sheeps

no mediawhore

no dishonored weed

no life made of comfort

no ripping your teeth (a frasal wich means to force yourself to be less Dangerous than you really are)

no talking for money

no radioheads

no forces of lie

no need to speak

no swalling the Ego

just Satanic Creed

 

 

 

It is sometimes felt the essence of my life, in fact I often masturbate slowly to this song, laying on my bed with some powerful incense burning (usually pure myhrr, it is really nasty), laughing and crying at the same time

 

Also the lyrics from another Gorgoroth  song, "Prayer", are touching my heart to a degree which is Beyond recognition

 

 

Tears of the Patriarchs

and the blindness of Propehts

Silence of the bastards

the enviousness of confessors

the fearfulness of wardens

the blasphemy of the righteous men

The darkness of the Sun

the darkness of the Moon

the dirtiness of fire

the blackness of ligthening

the slowness of wind

the Shadow, and its obscene abilities offered

the looseness of Wrath

 

Satan deliver me today

onto poison

onto burden

onto cries

and onto dead ones

 

These two songs catch the essence of my life, the choice to walk where nobody else dare, not to feel myself superior, but in a far deeper guise: Humanity is like a single living entity, just as much as you need cashiers and medics and pornstars, you need PIONEERS.

A Witch is committed not to breed, so my maternal instinct of protection is deployed on already living beings, purifying Dangerous "places" of the mind, making room for human colonization of what was previously forbidden and Dangerous, like porn did in the '70, only now about much more darker things

 

But I believe that the fierceness of the trial, the heaviness of my life, the terror and the pride of certain ritual initiations, and what I am ready to face, the essence of the LIBERATION I have Always been looking for, in Love, sex, drunkness, meditation, goodness, kinkiness, anytime, is sum up in the very last line of "The Fire of Power" by Watain:

 

...now bow unto the Merciless Redeemer...

[steve25805 126,021]

These lyrics to The Gunner's Dream by Pink Floyd.........

Floating down

through the clouds

memories come rushing up to meet me now.

In the space between the heavens

and the corner of some foreign field

I had a dream.

I had a dream.

............

Goodbye Macs

Goodbye Ma

After the service when you're walking slowly to the car

and the silver in her hair shines in the cold November air.

You hear the tolling bell

and touch the silk in your lapel

And as the tear drops rise to meet the comfort of the band

you take her frail hand

and hold on to the dream

...............................

A place to stay.

Enough to eat.

Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street

where you can speak out loud

about your doubts and fears.

And what's more....

No one ever disappears

you'll never hear their standard issue

kicking in the door.

You can relax

on both sides of the tracks

and maniacs

don't blow holes

in bandsmen by remote control

and everyone has recourse to the law

And no one kills the children anymore.

No one kills the children anymore.

.................

Night after night

going round and round my brain

his dream is driving me insane

In a corner of some foreign field

the gunner sleeps tonight.

What's done is done

We cannot just write off his final scene.

Take heed of the dream

Take heed.

[spywareonya 37,961]

From 

Reaping Death

by Watain

 

"...unchain, set free, the Flames of The Adversary, scorch the Earth and devour all that will sifted from the ashes be"

 

It's majestic, frantic, sung from the bowels, and terribly intense for my personal Path

[Brutus 2,206]

"You're so far beyond fucked, you couldn't catch a bus back to fucked."

From some indie movie I saw many years ago, the name of which I have no clue, nor did I know any of the actors in it.

[Sophie 24,410]

2 minutes ago, Brutus said:

"You're so far beyond fucked, you couldn't catch a bus back to fucked."

From some indie movie I saw many years ago, the name of which I have no clue, nor did I know any of the actors in it.

Suckers (2001)

[likesToLick 10,216]

From 35 years ago,  at the height of the cold war,  when most of us were expecting civilisation to be utterly destroyed in nuclear fire. Pink Floyd's Roger Waters caught the mood perfectly with these gentle words:

In my rear view mirror the sun is going down
Sinking behind bridges in the road
And I think of all the good things
That we have left undone
And I suffer premonitions ...
Confirm suspicions
Of the holocaust to come.

 

The rusty wire that holds the cork
That keeps the anger in
Gives way
And suddenly it's day again.
The sun is in the east
Even though the day is done.
Two suns in the sunset ?
Hmm
Could be, the human race is run.

 

 

[spywareonya 37,961]

20 hours ago, likesToLick said:

And suddenly it's day again.
The sun is in the east
Even though the day is done.
Two suns in the sunset ?
Hmm
Could be, the human race is run.

It's unbearable, in the instant you get the meaning it's just too much, too touching and terrifying

[likesToLick 10,216]

On 4/18/2018 at 9:08 AM, spywareonya said:

It's unbearable, in the instant you get the meaning it's just too much, too touching and terrifying

You can hear the song on youtube here

 

[spywareonya 37,961]

9 hours ago, likesToLick said:

You can hear the song on youtube here

I already knew it, it's just that I was a teenager and never explored the lyrics to the right extent...

[steve25805 126,021]

Some more deep Pink Floyd lyrics from the song On the Turning Away......

..........

On the turning away

from the pale and downtrodden

And the words they say

which we won't understand.

Don't accept that what's happening

is just a case of others suffering

or you'll find that you're joining in

the turning away.

...............

It's a sin that somehow

light is changing to shadow

and casting it's shroud over all we have known.

Unaware how the ranks have grown,

driven on by a heart of stone

we could find that we're all alone

in the dream of the proud

................

On the wings of the night

as the daytime is stirring

where the speechless unite

in a silent accord.

Using words you will find are strange,

mesmerized as they light the flame.

Feel the new wind of change

on the wings of the night.

.........

No more turning away

from the weak and the weary.

No more turning away

from the coldness inside.

Just a world that we all must share

It's not enough just to stand and stare.

Is it only a dream that there'll be

no more turning away?

[spywareonya 37,961]

6 hours ago, steve25805 said:

Some more deep Pink Floyd lyrics from the song On the Turning Away......

..........

On the turning away

from the pale and downtrodden

And the words they say

which we won't understand.

Don't accept that what's happening

is just a case of others suffering

or you'll find that you're joining in

the turning away.

...............

It's a sin that somehow

light is changing to shadow

and casting it's shroud over all we have known.

Unaware how the ranks have grown,

driven on by a heart of stone

we could find that we're all alone

in the dream of the proud

................

On the wings of the night

as the daytime is stirring

where the speechless unite

in a silent accord.

Using words you will find are strange,

mesmerized as they light the flame.

Feel the new wind of change

on the wings of the night.

.........

No more turning away

from the weak and the weary.

No more turning away

from the coldness inside.

Just a world that we all must share

It's not enough just to stand and stare.

Is it only a dream that there'll be

no more turning away?

amazing

thank you Steve

[lovestoseepee 297]

Apologies for not posting here in a while but here are two more I really like and hope others will as well:

1st:

2nd:

Edited March 26, 2019 by lovestoseepee

[steve25805 126,021]

• Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
  and remember what peace there may be in silence.
  As far as possible without surrender
  be on good terms with all persons.
  Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
  and listen to others,
  even the dull and the ignorant;
  they too have their story.

  Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
  they are vexations to the spirit.
  If you compare yourself with others,
  you may become vain and bitter;
  for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
  Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

  Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
  it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
  Exercise caution in your business affairs;
  for the world is full of trickery.
  But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
  many persons strive for high ideals;
  and everywhere life is full of heroism.

  Be yourself.
  Especially, do not feign affection.
  Neither be cynical about love;
  for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
  it is as perennial as the grass.

  Take kindly the counsel of the years,
  gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
  Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
  But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
  Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
  Beyond a wholesome discipline,
  be gentle with yourself.

  You are a child of the universe,
  no less than the trees and the stars;
  you have a right to be here.
  And whether or not it is clear to you,
  no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

  Therefore be at peace with God,
  whatever you conceive Him to be,
  and whatever your labors and aspirations,
  in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

  With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
  it is still a beautiful world.
  Be cheerful.
  Strive to be happy.

[Guest UnabashedUser]

You are a fluke of the universe. You have no right to be here.
Deteriorata. Deteriorata.

Go placidly amid the noise and waste,
And remember what comfort there may be in owning a piece thereof.
Avoid quiet and passive persons, unless you are in need of sleep.
Rotate your tires.
Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself,
And heed well their advice, even though they be turkeys.
Know what to kiss, and when.
Consider that two wrongs never make a right, but that three do.
Wherever possible, put people on hold.
Be comforted that in the face of all aridity and disillusionment,
and despite the changing fortunes of time,
There is always a big future in computer maintenance.

Remember The Pueblo.
Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle, and mutilate.
Know yourself. If you need help, call the FBI.
Exercise caution in your daily affairs,
Especially with those persons closest to you -
That lemon on your left, for instance.
Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls
Would scarcely get your feet wet.
Fall not in love therefore. It will stick to your face.
Gracefully surrender the things of youth: birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan.
And let not the sands of time get in your lunch.
Hire people with hooks.
For a good time, call 606-4311. Ask for Ken.
Take heart in the bedeepening gloom
That your dog is finally getting enough cheese.
And reflect that whatever fortune may be your lot,
It could only be worse in Milwaukee.

You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
And whether you can hear it or not,
The universe is laughing behind your back.

Therefore, make peace with your god,
Whatever you perceive him to be - hairy thunderer, or cosmic muffin.
With all its hopes, dreams, promises, and urban renewal,
The world continues to deteriorate.
Give up!

National Lampoon did a great parody of it on their album Radio Dinner, Banana/Blue Thumb Records BTS-38, 1972. The parody was written by Christopher Guest. The narrator is Norman Rose and the singing is by the then little-known Melissa Manchester. The voice sounds so much like the original and it is delivered with such a straight face, you just have to hear it. For those who haven't, here's the lyrics as a substitute. First, the lyrics to "Desiderata" as they were in the song, and then National Lampoon's version, "Deteriorata". These are the spoken word parts. In addition, the stanza beginning with "You are a child/fluke..." is sung as a chorus.

[2prnot2p 1,066]

My favorite poem is as follows.

"There once was a man from Nantucket...."

Sorry, I couldn't resist. LOL! 🤣

[steve25805 126,021]

2 hours ago, 2prnot2p said:

My favorite poem is as follows.

"There once was a man from Nantucket...."

Sorry, I couldn't resist. LOL! 🤣

There was once a young woman from Rhyll

used a dynamite stick for a thrill.

They found her vagina

in North Carolina

and one of her tits in Brazil

[Guest UnabashedUser]

It's easy to grin

When your ship comes in

And you've got the stock market beat

But the man who's worthwhile

Is the man who can smile

When his shorts are too tight in the seat

-- Judge Smails, "Caddyshack"

[likesToLick 10,216]

I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Percy Bysshe Shelley