Dharam Khalsa

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The Victor
by C. W. Longenecker

If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don't.
If you like to win but think you can't,
It's almost a cinch you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you're lost.
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow's will.
It's all in the state of mind.

If you think you are out classed, you are.
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of your-self before
You can ever win the prize.

Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger or faster man.
But sooner or later, the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can.

"They themselves are makers of themselves by virtue
of the thoughts which they choose and encourage." *

Outlook

The slanderous outlook is
fiendish, wayward, brazenly nefarious.

The cowardly outlook is
wincing, wary, weepy, neurotically cautious.

The indifferent outlook is
an iffy anonymity, obstinately uncurious.

The reverent outlook is
subtle, fair, beneficently contagious.

The courageous outlook is
fortuity, worthy, winningly glorious.

* Footnote: In the foreword of witty Allen's tiny
but noteworthy book, "As a Man Thinketh".
(Buy it now!)

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"Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason
Should ever be forgot..."

The nursery poem refers to a feeble effort to overthrow government using powder loaded in weapons and/or bombs.
He hung--remember?

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"Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you." -- Lao Tzu.

Oh, he wrote "Tao Te Ching",
Obviously no shallow teaching;
Whereby, we need to internalize,
Awaken enough truth to crystallize
Huge joy within.

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November Rain
(Guns N' Roses)

When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain.

Now is the yearly season
Of our wedding oath's anniversary;
Valor is a known noble reason,
Enriched with constant camaraderie;
Match enkindled from above.
Behold thine eyes lustrous blue,
Enchanted continuous love,
Rekindling the honored oath anew.

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Updated: May 10, 2016


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