In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
- LtC. John McCrae



'Tis the last rose of summer; Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions, Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one. To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them; Thus kindly I scatter, Thy leaves o'er the bed,Where thy mates of the garden,Lie scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow, When friendships decay, And from love's shining circle, The gems drop away,When true hearts lie withered, And fond ones are flown, Oh who would inhabit, This bleak world alone?
Old Celtic Song

To Pimp A Butterfly
“The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it
Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it, in order to protect itself from this mad city
While consuming its environment the caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive
One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him, but praises the butterfly
The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness, and the beauty within the caterpillar
But having a harsh outlook on life the caterpillar sees the butterfly as weak and figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city the caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see past his own thoughts
He’s trapped
When trapped inside these walls certain ideas take roots, such as going home, and bringing back new concepts to this mad city
The result?
Wings begin to emerge, breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant
Finally free, the butterfly sheds light on situations that the caterpillar never considered, ending the internal struggle
Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different, they are one and the same."


Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain. And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy; And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields. And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief. Much of your pain is self-chosen. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity: For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen, And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.
- Khalil Gibran


"Look at this tree, Shifu. I cannot make it blossom when it suits me, nor make it bear fruit before its time."
"But there are things we can control! I can control where the fruit will fall! And I can control where to plant the seed! That is no illusion, Master!
"Ah, yes. But no matter what you do, that seed will grow to be a peach tree. You may wish for an apple or an orange, but you will get a peach."
"But a peach cannot defeat Tai Lung!"
"Maybe it can - if you are willing to guide it, to nurture it, to believe in it."
-Kung Fu Panda

There's no sense crying over every mistake, you just keep on trying until you run out of cake, and the science gets done, and you make a neat gun, for the people who are still alive! - GLaDOS

i look at freedom like a tress, you cant grow a forest overnight, so hit the ghetto and slowly start planting the seeds. - J. Cole

“If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.”
-Sun Tzu

"Well york, It seems like you captured the entire German army"
"No Sir, Only 132", He replied.
- Sgt. York, 82nd Airborne

"No, im not drunk, i slept it off and had plenty of coffee in the morning, and it tasted funny because it was irish, and i thought that was funny because, like, im not irish"
- Dimension 20


Al final, a la tumba solo se llevan los recuerdos, nada mas. Entonces vive una vida que puedas recordar
-PFC Castle's grandma