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Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. (Invictus)


"abandoning leap seconds would break sundials"


Edinburgh
Edinburgh is the capital city of Scotland and one of its 32 council areas. Located in the south-east of Scotland, it is bounded to the north by the Firth of Forth estuary and to the south by the Pentland Hills. With a population of 506,520 in mid-2020, Edinburgh is the second-largest city in Scotland by population and the seventh-largest in the United Kingdom. The royal burgh of Edinburgh was founded by King David I in the early 12th century on land belonging to the Crown, and has been capital of Scotland since at least the 15th century. This aerial photograph, with Edinburgh Castle in the foreground, was taken around 1920.Photograph credit: Alfred Buckham; restored by Adam Cuerden

After I die I promise not to perform any miracles

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Circle Tower
Circle Tower


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Favorite Wikipedia articles:

I met a man who wasn't there

"Yesterday upon the stair I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today. I wish that man would go away." Hughes Mearns (1875-1965)

What is Texture reading?


Newsweek, Wired, National Geographic, Hawaii...

  • Books based in Japan:
    • Cloud of Sparrows
    • Autumn Bridge
    • Accross the Nightingale Floor






Fun new words
Mokusatsu

Looking at:
Theo van Gogh (film director)
The problem of Hell - Cool article





Strange attractors (constantly vandalized articles):


What is Texture watching?





The Kizilbash (red-heads) were Turkmen tribes

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The following is a JOKE


It is so terribly sad that I have to explain that the above is a JOKE



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 impostors 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 with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all 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!



For unique design and interesting content, I present you with this Excellent User Page Award. –Frater5 (talk/con) 16:12, 29 May 2006 (UTC)