Ye stalwarts,
Old soul companions
Warriors from most ancient times
Rampant lions bold.
Those of great heart and keen feeling
Will you Hoplites stand with me?
This concrete plain is foolish in fury-
These machines, all they can do is kill.
Soldiers from long before,
We who know dust from Troy and Babylon, Hydapses, Belleau Wood, Little Bighorn and Byzantium-
We are well trained in any form of hell.
We who have walked the fields of God,
Looked on devil-fire and laughed,
Toasted Hades in silence below
Raised mead horns in Valhalla,
We do not fear this postmodern malice.
Stand with me friends,
Forsake nirvanic bliss.
Once more to the eternal breach,
With hearts as spears, we face all fears
Once more, once again,
Play the man, Master Rip, well played, Amen!
Women and men, bodhisattvas
Light the candle, keep it lit!
While we exist-
It shall not falter,
Though millennia seek to intervene,
One by one, we pass the torch
We shall always go back in!!
Old soul companions
Warriors from most ancient times
Rampant lions bold.
Those of great heart and keen feeling
Will you Hoplites stand with me?
This concrete plain is foolish in fury-
These machines, all they can do is kill.
Soldiers from long before,
We who know dust from Troy and Babylon, Hydapses, Belleau Wood, Little Bighorn and Byzantium-
We are well trained in any form of hell.
We who have walked the fields of God,
Looked on devil-fire and laughed,
Toasted Hades in silence below
Raised mead horns in Valhalla,
We do not fear this postmodern malice.
Stand with me friends,
Forsake nirvanic bliss.
Once more to the eternal breach,
With hearts as spears, we face all fears
Once more, once again,
Play the man, Master Rip, well played, Amen!
Women and men, bodhisattvas
Light the candle, keep it lit!
While we exist-
It shall not falter,
Though millennia seek to intervene,
One by one, we pass the torch
We shall always go back in!!
Bodhisattva Vow
As long as there is suffering
As long as there are sentient beings in the 6 realms
May I never attain Enlightenment
And never cross over into Nirvana.
As long as there are sentient beings in the 6 realms
May I never attain Enlightenment
And never cross over into Nirvana.
May I be a guard for those who are protectorless,
A guide for those who journey on the road;
For those who wish to go across the water,
May I be a boat, a raft, a bridge.
May I be an isle for those who yearn for landfall,
And a lamp for those who long for light;
A guide for those who journey on the road;
For those who wish to go across the water,
May I be a boat, a raft, a bridge.
May I be an isle for those who yearn for landfall,
And a lamp for those who long for light;
For those who need a resting place, a bed,
For all who need a servant, may I be a slave.
May I be the wishing jewel, the vase of plenty,
A word of power, and the supreme remedy.
For all who need a servant, may I be a slave.
May I be the wishing jewel, the vase of plenty,
A word of power, and the supreme remedy.
May I be the trees of miracles,
And for every being, the abundant cow.
Like the great earth and the other elements,
Enduring as the sky itself endures,
For the boundless multitude of living beings,
May I be the ground and vessel of their life.
And for every being, the abundant cow.
Like the great earth and the other elements,
Enduring as the sky itself endures,
For the boundless multitude of living beings,
May I be the ground and vessel of their life.
Thus, for every single thing that lives,
In number like the boundless reaches of the sky,
May I be their sustenance and nourishment
Until they pass beyond the bounds of suffering.
In number like the boundless reaches of the sky,
May I be their sustenance and nourishment
Until they pass beyond the bounds of suffering.
-One of the most beautiful prayers ever composed for those who have the choice to enter bliss, but reject it. Why? Because the team matters more than them. They choose to keep going back until no lone survivors remain.
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