The Man in the Arena


“Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.”

~William Ernest Henley

Bheka Pierce

“Whatever it was, you feel hushed by its sudden beauty, its ‘thereness’, and you could feel all around you the beauty and sacredness of being alive.” ~Obadiah Fleska


Dies iræ, dies illa
Solvet sæclum in favilla
Teste David cum Sibylla.


“This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.

I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community, and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can.

I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no “brief candle” for me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.”

–George Bernard Shaw

O Muse!

“Pete, it’s a fool that looks for logic in the chambers of the human heart.” ~O Brother, Where Art Thou?

“Boy, you got a greyness in your eyes that reminds me I am going to die someday.”

~unknown author from Earlham lit mag, circa 2006


IMG_9566“The road to sustained happiness is through disciplining your behavior.” –Will Smith

euphemisms mask fear

06C2C93F-6FA5-4DAD-8248-E2F2963D0BA7“And when the darkness comes for me
To take me where I’m meant to be –
To guide me out beyond the black,
Forever on,
and never back –
To lead me through the final door
Till all that is and was before
Is nothing more than dreams at night –

I will not fret.

I will not fight.”

by u/Poem_for_your_sprog

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