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Ulysses Alfred Lord Tennyson,It little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race,That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Through scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vexed the dim sea: I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honoured of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers; Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breath were life. Life piled on life Were all to little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this grey spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle-- Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This labour, by slow prudence to make mild A rugged people, and through soft degrees Subdue them to the useful and the good. Most blameless is he, centred in the sphere Of common duties, decent not to fail In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me-- That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads--you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew Tho' much is taken, much abides; and though We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

My Interests

Music.

I'd like to meet:

Thom Yorke. Jeff Buckley. Bill Murray. Matt Mahaffey. your mom

Music:

CONSTANTLY UPDATED...And you will know us by the Trail of Dead. Interpol. Beck. Jeff Buckley. Self. Neutral Milk Hotel. Black Crowes. Radiohead. Clem Snide. Death from above 1979. Primus. Mars Volta. Fischerspooner. Tom Waits. LCD Soundsystem. Bangerang. Farstar. Bloc Party. The Killers. Bob Dylan. Sigur Ros. Old 97's. Beatles. the secret machines. N*E*R*D. Muse. DJ Shadow. HUM. the neptunes. William Shatner. Mum. Venetain snares. The Decemberists. NOT coldplay. The Postal Service. Arcade Fire. Dreaming of the fifth. The Bad Plus. Laguardia. Iron and Wine. The Reindeer Seaction. Pedro the Lion. David Bazan. Jellyfish. the alexander. the stokes. Broken social scene. Bridgeclub the Hit Explosion. Mark Mothersbaugh. Of Montreal. My Morning Jacket. Crystal skulls. Headphones. The New Pornographers. Regina Spektor. RJD2. sparklehorse. The Walkmen. Blockhead. Christopher O'Riley. Drums and Tuba. Metric. Beastie Boys. Built to Spill. Outkast. the Fire Theft. Sunny Day Real Estate. Wolf Parade. Sufjan Stevens. NOT Matisyahu. Kronos Quartet. Brad Mehldau. Animal Collective. Jackson and his computer band. the chap. autolux. Apollo Sunshine. kanye west. Deerhoof. Four Tet. Manitoba. Caribou. NIN. Band of Horses. Joanna Newsom. M.I.A. The Spinto Band. Lali Puna. Dntel. The Robot ate me. Minus the Bear. The Paper Chase. Silverchair. Jamie Cullum. Gnarls Barkley. Mew. Kashmir. Nick Drake. Hot Chip. Nightmares on wax. The Raconteurs. Kraftwerk. Man Man. Junior Boys. Thee More Shallows. Apostle of hustle. B. Fleischmann. B.C.Camplight. Cold war kids. Explosions in the sky. Ms. John soda. Pilot Speed. Kunek. MuteMath. Royksopp. Silversun pickups. Snowden. Supersystem. Squarepusher. Stars. Stereolab. hella. SNOWDEN. Spank Rock. Ratatat. Oppenhiemer. Lily Allen. Her space holiday. Fields. Hella. Wired all Wrong. Klaxons. Hellogoodbye. the Blow. The Most Serene Republic. RJD2. Albert Hammond, Jr. Annuals(my new favorite band!!). Lily Allen. Loney, Dear. Millionaire. radicalfashion. Ratatat.

Movies:

Magnolia. Bottle Rocket. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. The Royal Tenenbaums. Punch Drunk Love. The Life Aquatic. I Heart Huckabees. Two girls and a guy. Nacho Libre. arthur. Pulp Fiction. Kill Bill. High Fidelity. elf. Rushmore. Boogie Nights. Spun. The Gods must be crazy. Groundhog Day. 12 Monkeys. call me gay but I love serendipity!!!

Heroes:

Matt Mahaffey(f-in genius!!)Bishop Ken Myers. Jeff Buckley. Wes Anderson. P.T. Anderson. Jon Bryon. Bill Murray.

My Blog

I waste minutes killing animals.

Ya thats right.
Posted by the drunkk machine on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 05:27:00 PST

Check out Bridgeclub

Check me out!...
Posted by the drunkk machine on Sat, 27 Aug 2005 10:00:00 PST

Dreaming of the fifth please come back!!!!

I miss you! please come back and make more music. No one rocked like you rocked. I try to rock like you, but I can't. I'm Dreaming of the fifth.
Posted by the drunkk machine on Fri, 26 Aug 2005 02:59:00 PST

So fast you don't even know I'm typing.

The making of blog is apon us, let us partake of thine. Majistiff Olaf
Posted by the drunkk machine on Wed, 24 Aug 2005 02:40:00 PST