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 on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe 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

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”

~ Kahlil Gibran

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And Sometimes..

..I ignore my blog completely for more than a month. Let’s be honest, it is intentional. It isn’t truly a blog anyway. Right?

But there’s a reason you come here. I’m here because I own the place. I keep house, maintain the ambience, manage utilities, blah blah. My presence is required. But you, you’re a guest. Your presence here is optional. If you don’t want to come here, you don’t have to.

So maybe you’re here because you compulsively tap every link that makes its way into your social feed. Or maybe you’re here because you’re so deprived of invites to the newest, hottest and most exclusive social music clubs on the Internets that this is your only source for music discovery. That would truly be a sad state of affairs, my friend. (Btw, if we’re friends on Facebook, you can totally get in on turntable.fm. You’re welcome.)

Or maybe you come here on your own, “just to see”. But to see what?

Conscious or not, you’re looking for something. A minute ago, you were somewhere else, looking. Right now, you’re here. Looking. Maybe you play a few seconds of the song, maybe you read the lyrics, maybe the photos make sense and maybe they don’t. Maybe you’re reading between lines, or maybe you’re just killing time. Maybe..

So what are you looking for? And what makes you think you’re going to find it here?

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Women Who Behave

Sitting at a stoplight today, I saw a bumper sticker in front of me that said, “Women who behave rarely make history.”

Do you agree? Which is best, propriety or bolditude?

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