When hit with the “equalizer” read this

Don’t Quit
When things go wrong as they sometimes will;
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill;
When the funds are low, and the debts are high;
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh;
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Success is failure turned inside out;
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;
And you can never tell how close you are;
It may be near when it seems afar.
So, stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit –
It’s when things go wrong that you mustn’t quit.


Cough cough @HarryLundt

Now we trollin’ with poetry? Haha!

“Dinosauria, We” (Charles Bukowski)

Born like this
Into this
As the chalk faces smile
As Mrs. Death laughs
As the elevators break
As political landscapes dissolve
As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
As the sun is masked
We are
Born like this
Into this
Into these carefully mad wars
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
Born into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes
Born into this
Walking and living through this
Dying because of this
Muted because of this
Because of this
Fooled by this
Used by this
Pissed on by this
Made crazy and sick by this
Made violent
Made inhuman
By this
The heart is blackened
The fingers reach for the throat
The gun
The knife
The bomb
The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god
The fingers reach for the bottle
The pill
The powder
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness
We are born into a government 60 years in debt
That soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt
And the banks will burn
Money will be useless
There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets
It will be guns and roving mobs
Land will be useless
Food will become a diminishing return
Nuclear power will be taken over by the many
Explosions will continually shake the earth
Radiated robot men will stalk each other
The rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms
Dante’s Inferno will be made to look like a children’s playground
The sun will not be seen and it will always be night
Trees will die
All vegetation will die
Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
The sea will be poisoned
The lakes and rivers will vanish
Rain will be the new gold
The rotting bodies of men and animals will stink in the dark wind
The last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases
And the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition
The petering out of supplies
The natural effect of general decay
And there will be the most beautiful silence never heard
Born out of that.
The sun still hidden there
Awaiting the next chapter.

That’s deep bruh. Made my day

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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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

And you, my father, there on that 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.

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It is very odd
The way some little children
Choose to spend their time

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Whoa. This post brought back memories

It is funny isn’t it? Funnier part is no one would believe my real job. Sure is fun.

and whats that? Full time poet?

And now a true shoutout to one of the gretest poets of all time Kanye west in his new song “Lift yourself”

Poopy-di scoop
Scoop diddy whoop
Whoop-di scoop-di poop
Poop-di scoopty
Scoopty whoop
Whoopity scoop, whoop poop
Poop diddy, whoop scoop
Poop, poop
Whoop-diddy scoop, poop

I mean seriously, Kanye is a legend, but this song is terrible, has anyone heard it?


Now you have to tell us

Glad I’m not the only one. Supposedly he’s “dissing mumble rappers by implying all modern music is today is putting a good beat over bullshit words”

Scientist. I’ll leave it at that. :slight_smile:


That’s too wide open… Lol

It’s nothing like the scientist with the frogs in the movie beerfest is it

There’s a reason the word quantum is in my nick.

FIGURED IT OUT!!! Your a cat scientist. :sunglasses:

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Yeah, that’s it! Not Schrodinger’s cat or anything like that. :smiley_cat:

Lemme guess, your Donald Trump.

Or your a quantitative analyst

or a quantum physicist.

or a quantum biochemist.

or your a babysitter that thinks the word “Quantum” is really cool.

Are you the person making our nukes?


SAD. :rofl: