The Second Letter

Two days before humanities historic moon landing, William Safire was asked to prepare a speech for President Nixon to read on television to the world if Buzz Aldrin and Neil Armstrong became stranded on the moon…

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Fate has ordained that the men who went to the moon to explore in peace will stay on the moon to rest in peace.

These brave men, Neil Armstrong and Edwin Aldrin, know there is no hope for their recovery. But they also know that there is hope for mankind in their sacrifice.

These two men are laying down their lives in mankind’s most noble goal: the search for truth and understanding.

They will be mourned by their families and friends; they will be mourned by their nation; they will be mourned by the people of the world; they will be mourned by a Mother Earth that dared send two of her sons into the unknown.

In their exploration, they stirred the people of the world to feel as one; in their sacrifice, they bind more tightly the brotherhood of man.

In ancient days, men looked at the stars and saw their heroes on the constellations. In modern times, we do much the same, but our heroes are epic men of flesh and blood.

Others will follow, and surely find their way home. Man’s search will not be denied. But these men were the first, and they will remain foremost in our hearts.

For every human being who looks up at the moon in the nights to come will know that there is some corner of another world that is forever mankind.

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World Champion.

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You know I only have one goal in this – I’m not in it for the fame, I’m not in it for the money, I’m in it for the accomplishment. I wanted to be world champion since I was a little kid. I wanted to win the Olympics, win the world championship. I used to watch Sugar Ray Leonard fight and I’d go put on my black trunks and tape up my hands and come in the kitchen and throw a bunch of punches in front of my mom and tell her I was going to beat up Sugar Ray some day. And uh, that wasn’t to get on t.v. and it wasn’t to get money — that was — I want the belt. I want to be world champion. I want one day, one moment, one night, best in the world.

I just put the work in, I don’t slack off. 365 days a year 24/7. I’m getting better – that’s what its about. This game is about growth.

And that’s what its all about for me; everyday that’s what I think about. You know, I think about the new guys that come in, I think about the current guys that are here, the veterans – and you’ve got to beat them all. You gotta be ready to beat them all – every style, every guy, every man alive if you want to be world champion.

I love proving people wrong and proving my support right. That’s what its about at the end of the day, this is all fun and games to me. I love it. I love my job. I whoop people for truckloads of cash. How could I hate this life? I love it so much, I am grateful every single day.

I don’t even know why people ask me ‘How do you get motivated?’ I am motivated like I am blonde. I know that I deserve to win and that I am the best at what I do and… I don’t know it just goes back to when I was a little kid – my mom would put me in the corner and be like ‘Sit there and think about winning.’ And she would like, purposefully get me to focus and not to be distracted and learn how to focus myself.

You always want to set a goal. Then set your little goals the achieve the big goal. And being consistent and being driven… good things will happen.

My goal is: I want to be  undisputed, pound for pound the best woman in the world in mixed martial arts. And there is a lot of people that are skeptical of that but I have made history before and this is not the most insane thing I’ve tried to do.

I said empty your mind. Be formless. Shapeless. Like water. Now you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now water can flow, or it can crash. Be water my friend.

Improvise, adapt and overcome. That is what I have done.

I know that the more stress there is the more crazy the situation is, the better that I am. So I don’t consider it a bad thing you know – my adrenaline is pumping and I’m thinking about a million-there is so many things going on, but I am so focused because I am so sure that that’s when I am at my best.

Make no mistake, I am cocky in prediction, I am confident in preparation, but I am always humble in victory or defeat. It is never personal – it can be cruel, it can be ruthless, but it is never personal. So one by one I will eliminate the rest of them and make all of my money and get out.

You can’t waste anytime! If you watch this video, if you’re watching right now and you’re motivated by something I am saying… change your shoes and get out the door right now. Don’t waste any time. Don’t do it tomorrow. If you’ve got a habit and you want to drop your habit, drop it right now. Don’t think I’ll do it next week, don’t wait for a resolution of some sort, don’t waste any time – start right now.

Transcript made from a video by: RedFrostMotivation

Speakers: Chael Sonnen, Conor McGregor, Ronda Rousey, and Bruce Lee

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Would you doubt me?

You probably did.

But would you doubt me now?

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This guy’s walking down the street when he falls in a hole.

The walls are so steep he can’t get out.

A doctor passes by and the guy shouts up, ‘Hey you, can you help me out?’

The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole and moves on.

Then a priest comes along and the guy shouts up, ‘Father, I’m down in this hole can you help me out?’

The priest writes out a prayer, throws it down in the hole and moves on.

Then a friend walks by, ‘Hey, Joe, it’s me can you help me out?’

And the friend jumps in the hole.

Our guy says, ‘Are you stupid? Now we’re both down here.’

The friend says, ‘Yeah, but I’ve been down here before and I know the way out.’

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The Feeling of Being Stuck on Earth

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It’s hard not to look at the ground as you walk.

To set your sights low, and keep the world spinning, and try to stay grounded wherever you are.

But every so often you remember to look up, and imagine the possibilities.

Dreaming of what’s out there.

Before long, you find yourself grounded once again.

Grounded in the sense of being home bound. Stuck on the planet Earth.

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The more you look to the sky, the more you find yourself back on Earth, confronting certain possibilities.

It’s possible there are other names for our planet, that we will never know.

That there are constellations that feature our sun, from an angle we’ll never get to see.

That there are many other civilizations hidden beyond the veil of time, too far away for their light to ever reach us.

We dream of other worlds, and name them after our old discarded gods, and they seem almost as distant-too far to be seen with the naked eye. Only ever in artist’s renditions. Or a scattering of pixels on a monitor, with the colors tweaked to add a bit of flair.

Even our own neighborhood is impossibly vast. We’re used to showing the planets nested together-because if we drew them to scale, they’d be so far apart, they wouldn’t fit on the same page.

And even our own moon, that seems to hang so close to Earth, but still so far away that all the other planets could fit in the space between them.

It’s possible our spacesuits won’t need treaded boots ever again. That one day soon we’ll tire of wandering and move back home for good.

And we’ll get used to watching our feet as we walk, occasionally stopping to hurl a single probe into the abyss, like a message in a bottle.

Maybe it shouldn’t matter if anyone ever finds it. If nobody’s there to know we once lived here on Earth.

Maybe it should be like skipping a stone across the surface of a lake. It doesn’t matter where it ends up, It just matters that we’re here on the shore. Just trying to have fun and pass the time, and see how far it goes.

 

The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

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“The Laughing Heart”

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

— Charles Bukowski

“Roll The Dice”

If you’re going to try, go all the
way.
otherwise, don’t even start.

if you’re going to try, go all the
way.
this could mean losing girlfriends,
wives, relatives, jobs and
maybe your mind.

go all the way.
it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days.
it could mean freezing on a
park bench.
it could mean jail,
it could mean derision,
mockery,
isolation.
isolation is the gift,
all others are a test of your
endurance, of
how much you really want to
do it.
and you’ll do it
despite rejection and the worst odds
and it will be better than
anything else
you can imagine.

if you’re going to try,
go all the way.
there is no other feeling like
that.
you will be alone with the gods
and the nights will flame with
fire.

do it, do it, do it.
do it.

all the way.
all the way.

you will ride life straight to
perfect laughter, its
the only good fight
there is.

— Charles Bukowski

 

The Ambiguous Intensity of Eye Contact

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So much can be said in a glance.

Such ambiguous intensity, both invasive and vulnerable—glittering black, bottomless and opaque.

The eye is a keyhole, through which the world pours in and a world spills out.

And for a few seconds, you can peek through into a vault, that contains everything they are.

Whether the eyes are the windows of the soul or the doors of perception, it doesn’t matter: you’re still standing on the outside of the house.

Eye contact isn’t really contact at all. It’s only ever a glance, a near miss, that you can only feel as it slips past you.

There’s so much we keep in the back room.

We offer up a sample of who we are, of what we think people want us to be. But so rarely do we stop to look inside, and let our eyes adjust, and see what’s really there.

Because you too are peering out from behind your own door.

You put yourself out there, trying to decide how much of the world to let in. It’s all too easy for others to size you up, and carry on their way.

They can see you more clearly than you ever could. Yours is the only vault you can’t see into, that you can’t size up in an instant.

So we’re all just exchanging glances, trying to tell each other who we are, trying to catch a glimpse of ourselves, feeling around in the darkness.

The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

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