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It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent  that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to  change.”
 
Charles  Darwin 

 
Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.
Albert Einstein
The Eagle and the Wolf ~Author Unknown

There is a great battle that rages inside me.

One side is the souring eagle. Everything  the eagle
stands for is good and true and beautiful and it soars
above the clouds
Even though it dips down into the valleys, it lays its
eggs on the mountaintops.
The other side of me is the howling wolf, and that raging, howling wolf represents the worst in me.
He eats upon my downfalls and justifies himself by his presence in the pack.
Who wins this great battle?
The one I feed.

One Almost Might
 
by A. S. J. Tessimond

 Wouldn't you say,
Wouldn't you say: one day,
With a little more time or a little
more patience, one might
Disentangle for separate, deliberate, slow
delight
One of the moment's hundred strands, unfray
Beginnings from endings, this from that, survey
Say a square inch of the ground one stands
on, touch Part of oneself or a leaf or a sound (not clutch
Or cuff or bruise but touch with finger-tip, ear-
Tip, eyetip, creeping near yet not too near);
Might take up life and lay it on one's palm
And, encircling it in closeness, warmth and calm,
Let it lie still, then stir smooth-softly, and
Tendril by tendril unfold, there on one's hand ...
One might examine eternity's cross-section
For a second, with slightly more patience, more time
for reflection? 


Good and Evil  by Khalil Gibran
 

And one of the elders of the city said, "Speak to us of Good and Evil." And he answered: Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil. 
For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst? 
Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thirsts, it drinks even of dead waters.
You are good when you are one with yourself.
Yet when you are not one with yourself you are not evil. 
For a divided house is not a den of thieves; it is only a divided house. 
And a ship without rudder may wander aimlessly among perilous isles yet sink not to the bottom.
You are good when you strive to give of yourself.
Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself. 
For when you strive for gain you are but a root that clings to the earth and sucks at her breast.
Surely the fruit cannot say to the root, "Be like me, ripe and full and ever giving of your abundance."
For to the fruit giving is a need, as receiving is a need to the root.
You are good  when you are fully awake in your speech,
Yet you are not evil when you  sleep while your tongue staggers without purpose.
And even stumbling  speech may strengthen a weak tongue. You are good when you walk to your  goal firmly and with bold steps.
Yet you are not evil when you go  thither limping. Even those who limp go not backward. 
But you  who are strong and swift, see that you do not limp before the lame, deeming it  kindness.
You are good in countless ways, and you are not evil when you  are not good,
You are only loitering and sluggard. 
Pity that the  stags cannot teach swiftness to the turtles.
In your longing for your  giant self lies your goodness: and that longing is in all of you.
But in  some of you that longing is a torrent rushing with might to the sea, carrying  the secrets of the hillsides and the songs of the forest. 
And in others  it is a flat stream that loses itself in angles and bends and lingers before it  reaches the shore.
But let not him who longs much say to him who longs  little, "Wherefore are you slow and halting?"
For the truly good ask not  the naked, "Where is your garment?" nor the houseless, "What has befallen your  house?"
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