there is a time in every mans education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance: that imitation is suicide: that he must take himself for better, for worse, as his portion: that though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to him to till. the power which resides in him is new in nature, and none but he knows what that is which he can do, nor does he know until he has tried. not for nothing one face. one character. one fact makes much impression on him. and another none. this sculpture in the memory is not without preestablished harmony. the eye was placed where one ray should fall, that it might testify of that particular ray. we but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents. it may be safely trusted as proportionate and of good issues, so it be faithfully imparted, but "god" will not have his word made manifest by cowards. a man is relieved and gay when he has put his heart into his work and done his best: but what he has said or done otherwise shall give him no peace. it is a deliverance wh ich does not deliver. in the attempt his genius deserts him: no muse befriends: no invention, no hope. trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. accept the place the divine providence has found for you: the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events. greate men have always done so and confided themselves childlike to the genius of their age, betraying their perception that the absolutely trustworty was stirring at their heart, working through their hands, predominating in all their being. and we are now men, and must except in the highest mind the same transcendent destiny: and not minors and invalids in a protected corner, but guides, redeemers, and benefactors, obeying the almighty effor and advancing on chaos and the dark.... society everywhere is in conspiracy against the manhood of every one of its members. society is a joint-stock company in which the members agree for the better securing of his bread to each shareholder, to surrender the liberty and culture of the eater. the birtue in most request is conformity. self-reliance is its aversion. it loves not realities and creators, but names and customs. whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist. he who would gather immortal palms must not be hindered by the name of goodness, but must explore if it be goodness. nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of our own mind. absolve you to yourself, and you shall have the suffrage of the world.... a foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. with consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. he may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall. speak what you think now in hard words and tomorrow speak what tomorrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict everything you said today. "ah, so you shall be sure to be misunderstood?" -is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and socrates, and jesus, and luther, and copernicus, and galileo, and newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. to be great is to be misunderstood....
i like pretty people, guitars are sexy, piercings...tattoos..mmm
pantera. deftones. oysterhead. korn. tool. nin. smashing pumpkins. red hot chili peppers. bush. dope. grateful dead. phish. allman bros. counting crows. super joint. guns n roses. trey. foo fighters. nirvana. sublime. pink floyd. alice in chains. peal jam. janes addiction. blues traveler. blind melon. steel pulse. disco biscuits. outkast. george clinton/the p funks. coldplay. a perfect circle. manson. tom petty. soad. u2. steve miller band. misfits. zeppelin. static x. hendrix. janis joplin. slipknot. the kinks. david bowie. primus. misfits. screaming trees. gwar. foo fighters. ccr. manson. the doors. soundgarden. radiohead. much much more...
What Grateful Dead song are you?YOU ARE... Broke-Down Palace - Broke-Down Palace is about love being temporal, and life flowing like a river. It also have overtones of being tuned to life, and becoming one with the world seems like a possible goal of yours. It has a sad aura about it."Fare you well my honey/Fare you well my only true one/All the birds that were singing/Have flown except you alone/Goin to leave this Broke-down Palace/On my hands and my knees I will roll roll roll/Make myself a bed by the waterside/In my time - in my time - I will roll roll roll/In a bed, in a bed/by the waterside I will lay my head/Listen to the river sing sweet songs/to rock my soul" - Grateful Dead, "Broke-Down Palace"
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slc punk. stigmata. strangeland. the wall. texas chainsaw(i prefer old). house of 1000 corpses. may. requiem for a dream. FREDY KRUGER fuck yea. and little audrey =)
the kids in the hall. south park. def comedy jam.
smack. the kama sutra.... *lick*