The Buddha taught that Nothing ever exists entirely alone;
everything is in relation to everything else.
Return to the fight, the resistance needs you.
ciao, ciao, jbd
THANKS ONCE AGAIN JBD...
YOUR KIND NOBLE & INSPIRATIONAL WORDS
MEANT A LOT TO ME ~ GLADIATOR ZERO ~
AND TO ALL OF (US)= GREEN GLADIATORS
IN OUR GRAND JOURNEY ENTERPRISE RELEASE
"MEASURE OF A MAN" RESISTANCE AGAINST THEIR EVILLY CONCOCTED & CONCOMITANTLY MANAGED
PRISON & MILITARY INDUSTRIAL COMPLEXES WORLD-WIDE
WITHIN A HORRID CORRUPT BLEND OF SELFISH MALFEASANT
BUSINESSMEN & POLITICIANS.
FOR EVEN AFTER 30 PLUS YEARS (1979-2009)
OF TAKING ALL THESE UNFAIR EVIL HITS &
THOUGH NOW VERY TIRED, BEATEN DOWN & SO WEARY
"THE DIVINE EVINCIVE EYE OF THE RESISTANCE TIGER"
STILL BURNS ON & ON EVER STRONGER & BRIGHTER WITH
NOBLE HONOR AND IN SACRED OBLIGATION...
So take a better deeper look at yourself and see
what really needs to be seen in the magic mirror
of reflected truth at the truth that LIES within...you!
EVEN IF THERE'S NO EASY WAY OUT...NEVER IS
NEVER HAS BEEN & NEVER WILL BE... & THUS SO
ONCE MORE ITS AGAIN... TIME TO RESIST!The Don't Quit presentation is based on a famous poem which was written many years ago. The author of this poem is unknown. Sadly, in recent years a number of people have claimed ownership of the poem and some have even claimed to have written it themselves!
Here is the original poem in it's entirety:
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- Author unknownAnd, as the Cock crew, those who stood before
The Tavern shouted - "Open then the Door!
You know how little time we have to stay,
And once departed, may return no more."
Alike for those who for TO-DAY prepare,
And that after a TO-MORROW stare,
A Muezzin from the Tower of Darkness cries
"Fools! your reward is neither Here nor There!"
Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss'd
Of the Two Worlds so learnedly, are thrust
Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn
Are scatter'd, and their mouths are stopt with Dust.
Oh, come with old Khayyam, and leave the Wise
To talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies;
One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies;
The Flower that once has blown for ever dies.
Myself when young did eagerly frequent
Doctor and Saint, and heard great Argument
About it and about: but evermore
Came out of the same Door as in I went.
With them the Seed of Wisdom did I sow,And with my own hand labour'd it to grow:
And this was all the Harvest that I reap'd -
"I came like Water, and like Wind I go."
Into this Universe, and why not knowing,
Nor whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing:
And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,
I know not whither, willy-nilly blowing.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky,
Whereunder crawling coop't we live and die,
Lift not thy hands to It for help - for It
Rolls impotently on as Thou or I.
Ghiyāth ad-Dīn Abul-Fat'h Umar ibn Ibrāhīm Khayyām Neyshābūri
(Persian: غیاث الدین ابو الفتح عمر بن ابراهیم خیام نیشابوری
خيام اگر ز باده مستى خوش باش
با ماه رخى اگر نشستى خوش باش
چون عاقبت كار جهان نيستى است
انگار كه نيستى، چو هستى خوش باش
And if the Wine you drink, the Lip you press,
End in the Nothing all Things end in — Yes —
Then fancy while Thou art, Thou art but what
Thou shalt be — Nothing — Thou shalt not be less.
Remameber that the idea of the self is not logically dependent on any physical thing, and that the soul should not be seen in relative terms, but as a primary given, a substance. For the living human intelligence, particularly the active intellect, which is to be the hypostasis by which God communicates truth to the human mind and imparts order and intelligibility to nature. Thus begins the eternal "DON'T QUIT" process of human self-awareness and the substantiality of the soul.THUS HELD DEEP WITHIN MY HEART & MIND IS...
A SPECIAL THANK YOU & DEDICATION SO GIVEN FORTH
TO MY MOM, MY FAMILY, MY FELLOW GREEN GLADIATORS
AND A SPECIAL DEDICATION & BIG THANK YOU TO JBD &
THOSE FOREVER GIVEN TO & GUIDED BY "THE RESISTANCE"
AND TO THOSE NAYSAYERS OF IGNORANCE WHO OPPOSE
SO HATEFULLY THE DIVINE RESISTANCE...HOW CAN
THEY OPPOSE THAT WHICH THEY DO NOT KNOW...
از قعر گل سیاه تا اوج زحل
کردم همه مشکلات گیتی را حل
بیرون جستم زقید هر مکر و حیل
هر بند گشاده شد مگر بند اجل
For up from Earth's Centre through the Seventh Gate,
I arose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate,
And many Knots unravel'd by the Road,
But not the Master-Knot of Human Fate.
AND SO TO ALL THE GRAND LESSONS LEARNED WITHIN
ALL THE KNOTS UNRAVEL'D ALONG THE ROAD OF HUMAN FATETHUS FOREVER MAY PASSIONSWORD ARENA
RESISTANCE FORCE BE WITH YOU ALWAYS
Signed Gladly, Sadly & Tragically
At The Silent PassionSword Blades Edge
We Bitter Over Bitter Sweet Gladiators
Of The Society Of The Sacred PassionsWord
EVEN IF THOUGH ALONE NOW ONCE MORE
THE FATED HOUR HAS COME TO FADE TO BLACK
