My Personal Manifesto...
There was a boy who drown a few years ago in Louisville Ky... I knew him because i hired him to help my friend and I build a music studio and he was heading the construction crew...
One day I was sitting at lunch with him and I scribbled out this poem on a napkin... when he was Found it was in his pocket wallet about 2 months later...
His mother told me of how it had begun to change his life... and how it had inspired him alot and he had begun to quote it alot...
Anyway, Louis end was sad... but this poem here... I have scribbled down on a napkin for probably 10 or 20 young kids in my lifetime and I still do this day whenever I see someone who is on the brink of their own greatness...
I have shared it here before, but its so meaningful i want to share it again... Its my personal manifesto... I once held a contest for 25 bucks in my call center to anyone who could memorize it because it just does THAT MUCH GOOD! About 10 people did it! And are so Glad they did:
Rudyard Kipling
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up again, with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
One day I was sitting at lunch with him and I scribbled out this poem on a napkin... when he was Found it was in his pocket wallet about 2 months later...
His mother told me of how it had begun to change his life... and how it had inspired him alot and he had begun to quote it alot...
Anyway, Louis end was sad... but this poem here... I have scribbled down on a napkin for probably 10 or 20 young kids in my lifetime and I still do this day whenever I see someone who is on the brink of their own greatness...
I have shared it here before, but its so meaningful i want to share it again... Its my personal manifesto... I once held a contest for 25 bucks in my call center to anyone who could memorize it because it just does THAT MUCH GOOD! About 10 people did it! And are so Glad they did:
Rudyard Kipling
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up again, with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
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