Tired of all those mushy “friendship” poems that always sound good but never actually come close to reality? Well, here is a TRUE “friendship” poem!
This is my oath. I pledge ’til the end. Why you may ask? Because you’re my friend!
Remember: A friend will help you move; A really good friend will help you move a body.
Hello, my name is Hugh Gelston, and I suffer from the guilt of not forwarding 50 billion f****ing chain letters sent to me by people who actually believe that if you send them on, a poor 6-year-old girl in Arkansas with a breast on her forehead will be able to raise enough money to have it removed before her redneck parents sell her to a traveling freak show.
Do you honestly believe that Bill Gates is going to give you, and everyone to whom you send “his” email, $1000? “Ooooh, looky here! If I scroll down this page and make a wish, I’ll get laid by a model I just happen to run into the next day!” What a bunch of s**t. Maybe the evil chain letter monsters will come into my house and sodomize me in my sleep for not continuing a chain letter that was started by Peter in 5 AD and brought to this country by midget pilgrims on the Mayflower.
I’ve seen all the “send this to 10 of your closest friends, and this poor, wretched excuse for a human being will somehow receive a nickel from some omniscient being”, forwards about 90 times. And I don’t care. The point being?
If you get some chain letter that’s threatening to leave you shagless or luckless for the rest of your life, delete it. If it’s funny, by all means, send it on. Don’t feel guilty about a leper in Botswana with no teeth who has been tied to the ass of a dead elephant for 27 years and whose only salvation is the 5 cents per letter he’ll receive if you forward this email.
Now forward this to everyone you know. Or else tomorrow morning your underwear will turn carnivorous and consume your genitals.
Have a nice day.
A master in the art of living
Draws no sharp distinction between
His work and his play,
His labor and his leisure,
His mind and his body,
His education and recreation.
He hardly knows which is which.
He simply preserves his vision of
Excellence through whatever he is doing
and leaves others to determine
whether he is working or playing.
To himself he always seems to
be doing both……
Copied from an article on motivation and getting this done:
Some time ago, I was faced with a decision. The details don’t really matter but suffice it to say that it was one of those life-changing decisions that come to us all sooner or later. I agonized over it; I lay awake at nights thinking about it. It seemed to me that if I made one choice, I would be happy, while if I made the other choice I would be unhappy. One road was right, the other road was wrong. The problem was, I didn’t know which was which. I talked to friends endlessly - I must have driven everyone mad, trying to work out which was the right road. And eventually, you can guess what happened - circumstances changed and suddenly there was no decision to be made any more.
Now, you might think I would happy about this. After all, this terrible decision that I had to make, this choice I had agonized over, was gone. I didn’t have to worry about what would happen if I made the wrong choice any more. But the more I thought about it afterwards, the more I began to realize that something far worse had happened. I had dithered and procrastinated for so long that I froze. Rather than make the wrong decision, I made no decision at all. All the control that I had over my life at that point, the responsibility that was mine, I had given away.
As I thought about it more, I began to see that my thinking had been wrong. I’d been so worried about making the “wrong” decision, that I hadn’t made a decision at all. Essentially, I’d stood in front of a train and spent so much time pondering whether it was better to jump into the nettles on my left or the brambles on my right that the train had just rolled straight over me! After all, how do we know that any decision is the right or the wrong one? The only things that can determine whether a decision is “right” or “wrong” are the consequences that flow from it. Some we can foresee but most we can’t. It’s only looking back that we realize these things. It’s only with hindsight that we can see whether any decision was good or bad, right or wrong.
Life is all about making choices. Every day we’re faced with hundreds of choices - some inconsequential, others vital. It’s important that, as hard as some of them may be, we make those choices and take those decisions. Never be so afraid of making the “wrong” decision that you make no decision at all. If it turns out to be wrong in hindsight, well, you did the best you could at the time. Correct what you can and go on. When you’re faced with a choice, remember that it’s better to make a decision - any decision - than to stand there and be run over by the train.
“The man who makes no mistakes does not usually make anything” - Theodore Roosevelt