[s]Goal: 100,000 New Goal: 200,000[/s] New Goal: 250.000

[mmeeshal]

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[mmeeshal]

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

[mmeeshal]

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[mmeeshal]

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

[mmeeshal]

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[mmeeshal]

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[mmeeshal]

"Do not go gentle into that good night" by Dylan Thomas

[mmeeshal]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PyWiE1vNSxU

[mmeeshal]

Something that was epic was hearing James Earl Jones recite "The Raven" by Edgar Allen Poe. XD

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXU3RfB7308

[mmeeshal]

Oh my goodness...my sinuses...ouch... XD

[mmeeshal]

It's amazing how long 7 minutes can seem.

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

tell me about it. time is really relative.

[mmeeshal]

Can't argue with that.

[mmeeshal]

If you sit down at set of sun

And count the acts that you have done,

And, counting, find

One self-denying deed, one word

That eased the heart of him who heard,

One glance most kind

That fell like sunshine where it went--

Then you may count that day well spent.

[mmeeshal]

But if, through all the livelong day,

You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay--

If, through it all

You've nothing done that you can trace

That brought the sunshine to one face--

No act most small

That helped some soul and nothing cost--

Then count that day as worse than lost.

[mmeeshal]

--George Eliot

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

dont we go by her real name now?

[mmeeshal]

Nothing gold can stay.

[Crimson_Ayla]

[mmeeshal]

dont we go by her real name now?

I dunno. I have a little book of poems I got from Twinnie in my Happy Mail package once....I'm just quoting poems I like from there.

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

Mary Anne Evans

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

Nothing gold can stay.

 

 

.... gold stays and stays and stays. doesnt corrode. best thing about it.

 

silver on the other hand...

 

but gold's good.

[Smiley73]

nom

[Crimson_Ayla]

spams

[Smiley73]

gold is solid, gold is valuable