If you can keep your head when everyone around you is losing theirs and blaming it on you; if you can trust yourself when all men doubt you and make allowance for their doubting too; 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 or disaster and treat those two imposters just the same; if you can bear to hear the full-truth that you have spoken, twisted by crooks to make a trap for fools; or watch the things you have given your life to broken, and yet stoop to build them up again with worn out tools; if you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it at one turn of pitch or toss; and lose and start again at your beginnings and never breathe a word about your loss; if you can force your heart, your nerve, your sinew, to serve you long after they are gone; and so hold on although there is nothing left within you except that voice that says to them Hold on! Hold! If you can talk to crowds and keep your virtue; or walk with kings and not lose that common touch; if neither loving friend nor enemy can hurt you; if all men count with you, but none too much! Then if you work hard to teach each unforgiving minute the Moral ABC that unites all mankind free, come hell, hate, ban, youll enjoy Gods spaceship Earth and do great work within it! And which is more my son, youll be a man! A man! A Man! Sure, they say: East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet! But there is neither East nor West nor border, breed nor birth once the Moral ABC unites all mankind free on Gods spaceship Earth! Then and only then, no matter how rough the trip, how charged with punishment the scroll you are the captain of thy ship! The master of thy soul! (Kiplings If with an assist by Einsteins kin, soapmaker-master-chemist Bronner)
Posted on: Wed, 14 Jan 2015 22:04:27 +0000
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