Brazilian_Blues_Boy
Master Don Juan
Gone are times when a pen and a piece of paper could spark a revolution.
Guess we all had a childhood in here, and we all heard the fable of the rabbit and the turtle.
The rabbit, not the rabbit from the Alice in Wonderland, shamelessly copied in the trilogy that my brother moderator loves so much
p ), the rabbit that runs a lot, and races with the turtle.
It's even embarassing comparing the rabbit with the turtle. The turtle is slow, easy, chilled down, and knows its limitations.
The rabbit is smart, fast, built, "speedy", like we would say here .
The rabbit is a natural. He was born to run.
Now pause the speech for a while. No, I'm not going to use this metaphor to motivate anyone to have the skills of the rabbit, or the persistence of the turtle. No, altough a cool story and a motivational post that would be, I'm not going for that.
I'm talking here as a friend. A friend you'll never see. But a friend who cares about you. A real friend is the one who tells you the truth. The one who cares about you, your life, your health, your future.
There's a trend in my life lately of knowing a lot of rabbits. 95% of the people I met this year, and look, I met over a hundred persons this year, are rabbits. Or, wanna be rabbits.
Rabbits don't give a sh!t about others. They're sole purpose is getting money, getting lady, having pleasure and getting the things they want done no matter the price or what could happen to the others.
Rabbits don't worry about karma. F*ck, rabbits don't give a sh!t to spirituality. They go to church to get women, to smoke a joint at night or to marriage parties, where can get drunk for free.
Rabbits care a lot about their presence. They have a vanity and a concern about other people's opinions, and doing what's cool at the time, forgetting about their individuality and their honesty that is amazing. LaVey smiles from his grave.
Rabbits like to get drunk. Like to use drugs a lot to. Rabbits start smoking really early, and have a general disregard to people who don't share their addictions. You're automatically boring and a loser if you don't smoke , sniff and get f*ck drunk.
Oh wait, at least the turtles serve to drive them home and borrow them money.
Rabbits don't think long term. They spend all their money, all their energy and all their health on short lasting things, just the "enjoy the moment". " You gotta enjoy your life man!" They take Carpe Diem and make it sound like some motherf*cking junkie motto.
And they think they can win the race. They're much better than turtles. "Poor losers. They don't have fun. They don't get laid. They don't feel pleasure. They don't lead a f*cking cool life."
Then there are the turtles. Oh the turtles! Slowly, but firmly, constantly going for their dreams. Sometimes they get too tired, so they stop and they sleep. Sometimes they fall. They don't have the strength, or the skills, or the agility to accomplish a lot of things as the rabbits do.
But they know their limits. They know that if they follow their limits, and accept themselves as they are, they'll eventually reach their goals. For turtles, unlike rabbits, goals aren't matters of luck and probability. No, for turtles, goals are just a matter of time.
Turtles are humble, simple, "ugly", they talk low and slowly... they walk by the sidewalks of the roads they choose to travel. They don't lead... most of the times they follow, or do their own things.
Yet. Turtles are happy. Incredibly happy. They live inside a hard shell with only theirselves for years and years, and they're always comfortable in their hard skin. No winds or even hurricanes can break their hard shell and take the happiness and contentment away from themselves with ease.
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When a person arrives at this place, or at various moments of their lives, they have to choose between being a rabbit or a turtle.
Being a rabbit sounds cool doesn't it? Most people see others getting laid and "having fun", and think that being rabbits are the way. Is that true happiness? Being an addict?
When there are no women, no alcohol, no marijuana, no coke, no pills, they can't fun... they can't even stay still. They have to complain about every f*cking thing, even when things come for them for free... their hearts beat in bursts of joy and discontentment.
Turtles, turtles don't have all that. They don't have bursts. They have a small, but steady flame that is always burning inside their heart, no matter the storm that may come.
Turtles don't throw thrash on the street. Turtles apologise. Turtles do favors to others, and are polites. Turtles know please and thank you.
Rabbits always wanna win. Get things for free. Have others caressing their egos.
I met a lot of rabbits this year. "Naturals", who got laid more in a year than most of the people I know has ever gotten in their entire lives. Yet, they were always drunk. They were always doped. They always f*cked their bodies and gave a sh!t for anyone that wasn't them.
Guys that started to go clubbing when they were 12, banged their first chick at 13, started to smoke when they where 14 and can't leave mary jane since they're 15. Guys that spend all the money their mothers work hard to get in drugs and beer.
Is that cool? Is that being a winner? Is that being a DJ?
If it is, excuse me ladies and gentlemen, but I'd rather be a loser. Call me an AFC. I'd much rather be a turtle.
Yeah. I'd rather be that nice guy that never gets laid. I'd rather spend the weekend playing poker with my parents and j*acking off to porn.
In my reality, in my environment, this is how things are working. There are few "Natural DJs". There are few men "trying to improve theirselves."
A good job, money, roids, dope, only in order to seek everlasting pleasure, more women and more status. And f*ck the poor. F*ck the miserable bastard sleeping under the bridge. Let's just throw a bottle of vodka at them. Let's kick the butts of every homeless beggar just to prove ourselves that we're strong. We're men.
Gone are the times of the natural DJs. If there ever was such a time. Gone are the times when people cared about the others. I try to stay positive, I try to do my part and my best to bring people to the brighter side of life.
My happiness isn't based on them, I can live without them, and I'm very good. But I feel bad not doing anything. I feel like it is my duty to make these people abandon their selfish and self-destructive behaviors and lead a human life. But I fail. And I'm despised. "He's just a loser kid. Leave alone. No one can have fun with him around."
I'll be a turtle then. I'll be a boring fart. A loser, an AFC.
I'm not giving up my health for dangerous and short lasting pleasures. I'm not giving up my ideals for trends. I'm not giving up my dreams for nightmares.
I'm not giving up on MERIT. Cause MERIT, MERIT is what makes us man! MERIT is what built the world we sit upon.
I don't need clutches to walk. I walk slowly but my hands are free.
I don't need no solace, I don't need no chemicals to make me happy. I'm am the master of my own fate.
I don't need a ****ing cigarette to calm me nor a shot of vodka to approach women. I don't need no drug to bring me inspiration or piece of mind. MY F*CKING CONSCIENCE IS NOT FOR SALE!
My head is mine, my dreams aren't for trade. And I'm not going to give up everything I fought so hard to achieve, and won't exchange the dreams I have everyday for cheap pleasures.
I'M NOT GIVING UP ON MERIT! NEVER! AND SO SHOULD YOU!
No, no my friend. Sorry if it pisses you off, but, I'm not grabbing clutches. I'm not conforming. I'm not following the form.
And if you think that that's what I got to do to be a DJ, then sorry. Ban me
BBB
Guess we all had a childhood in here, and we all heard the fable of the rabbit and the turtle.
The rabbit, not the rabbit from the Alice in Wonderland, shamelessly copied in the trilogy that my brother moderator loves so much
p ), the rabbit that runs a lot, and races with the turtle.It's even embarassing comparing the rabbit with the turtle. The turtle is slow, easy, chilled down, and knows its limitations.
The rabbit is smart, fast, built, "speedy", like we would say here .
The rabbit is a natural. He was born to run.
Now pause the speech for a while. No, I'm not going to use this metaphor to motivate anyone to have the skills of the rabbit, or the persistence of the turtle. No, altough a cool story and a motivational post that would be, I'm not going for that.
I'm talking here as a friend. A friend you'll never see. But a friend who cares about you. A real friend is the one who tells you the truth. The one who cares about you, your life, your health, your future.
There's a trend in my life lately of knowing a lot of rabbits. 95% of the people I met this year, and look, I met over a hundred persons this year, are rabbits. Or, wanna be rabbits.
Rabbits don't give a sh!t about others. They're sole purpose is getting money, getting lady, having pleasure and getting the things they want done no matter the price or what could happen to the others.
Rabbits don't worry about karma. F*ck, rabbits don't give a sh!t to spirituality. They go to church to get women, to smoke a joint at night or to marriage parties, where can get drunk for free.
Rabbits care a lot about their presence. They have a vanity and a concern about other people's opinions, and doing what's cool at the time, forgetting about their individuality and their honesty that is amazing. LaVey smiles from his grave.
Rabbits like to get drunk. Like to use drugs a lot to. Rabbits start smoking really early, and have a general disregard to people who don't share their addictions. You're automatically boring and a loser if you don't smoke , sniff and get f*ck drunk.
Oh wait, at least the turtles serve to drive them home and borrow them money.
Rabbits don't think long term. They spend all their money, all their energy and all their health on short lasting things, just the "enjoy the moment". " You gotta enjoy your life man!" They take Carpe Diem and make it sound like some motherf*cking junkie motto.
And they think they can win the race. They're much better than turtles. "Poor losers. They don't have fun. They don't get laid. They don't feel pleasure. They don't lead a f*cking cool life."
Then there are the turtles. Oh the turtles! Slowly, but firmly, constantly going for their dreams. Sometimes they get too tired, so they stop and they sleep. Sometimes they fall. They don't have the strength, or the skills, or the agility to accomplish a lot of things as the rabbits do.
But they know their limits. They know that if they follow their limits, and accept themselves as they are, they'll eventually reach their goals. For turtles, unlike rabbits, goals aren't matters of luck and probability. No, for turtles, goals are just a matter of time.
Turtles are humble, simple, "ugly", they talk low and slowly... they walk by the sidewalks of the roads they choose to travel. They don't lead... most of the times they follow, or do their own things.
Yet. Turtles are happy. Incredibly happy. They live inside a hard shell with only theirselves for years and years, and they're always comfortable in their hard skin. No winds or even hurricanes can break their hard shell and take the happiness and contentment away from themselves with ease.
--
When a person arrives at this place, or at various moments of their lives, they have to choose between being a rabbit or a turtle.
Being a rabbit sounds cool doesn't it? Most people see others getting laid and "having fun", and think that being rabbits are the way. Is that true happiness? Being an addict?
When there are no women, no alcohol, no marijuana, no coke, no pills, they can't fun... they can't even stay still. They have to complain about every f*cking thing, even when things come for them for free... their hearts beat in bursts of joy and discontentment.
Turtles, turtles don't have all that. They don't have bursts. They have a small, but steady flame that is always burning inside their heart, no matter the storm that may come.
Turtles don't throw thrash on the street. Turtles apologise. Turtles do favors to others, and are polites. Turtles know please and thank you.
Rabbits always wanna win. Get things for free. Have others caressing their egos.
I met a lot of rabbits this year. "Naturals", who got laid more in a year than most of the people I know has ever gotten in their entire lives. Yet, they were always drunk. They were always doped. They always f*cked their bodies and gave a sh!t for anyone that wasn't them.
Guys that started to go clubbing when they were 12, banged their first chick at 13, started to smoke when they where 14 and can't leave mary jane since they're 15. Guys that spend all the money their mothers work hard to get in drugs and beer.
Is that cool? Is that being a winner? Is that being a DJ?
If it is, excuse me ladies and gentlemen, but I'd rather be a loser. Call me an AFC. I'd much rather be a turtle.
Yeah. I'd rather be that nice guy that never gets laid. I'd rather spend the weekend playing poker with my parents and j*acking off to porn.
In my reality, in my environment, this is how things are working. There are few "Natural DJs". There are few men "trying to improve theirselves."
A good job, money, roids, dope, only in order to seek everlasting pleasure, more women and more status. And f*ck the poor. F*ck the miserable bastard sleeping under the bridge. Let's just throw a bottle of vodka at them. Let's kick the butts of every homeless beggar just to prove ourselves that we're strong. We're men.
Gone are the times of the natural DJs. If there ever was such a time. Gone are the times when people cared about the others. I try to stay positive, I try to do my part and my best to bring people to the brighter side of life.
My happiness isn't based on them, I can live without them, and I'm very good. But I feel bad not doing anything. I feel like it is my duty to make these people abandon their selfish and self-destructive behaviors and lead a human life. But I fail. And I'm despised. "He's just a loser kid. Leave alone. No one can have fun with him around."
I'll be a turtle then. I'll be a boring fart. A loser, an AFC.
I'm not giving up my health for dangerous and short lasting pleasures. I'm not giving up my ideals for trends. I'm not giving up my dreams for nightmares.
I'm not giving up on MERIT. Cause MERIT, MERIT is what makes us man! MERIT is what built the world we sit upon.
I don't need clutches to walk. I walk slowly but my hands are free.
I don't need no solace, I don't need no chemicals to make me happy. I'm am the master of my own fate.
I don't need a ****ing cigarette to calm me nor a shot of vodka to approach women. I don't need no drug to bring me inspiration or piece of mind. MY F*CKING CONSCIENCE IS NOT FOR SALE!
My head is mine, my dreams aren't for trade. And I'm not going to give up everything I fought so hard to achieve, and won't exchange the dreams I have everyday for cheap pleasures.
I'M NOT GIVING UP ON MERIT! NEVER! AND SO SHOULD YOU!
No, no my friend. Sorry if it pisses you off, but, I'm not grabbing clutches. I'm not conforming. I'm not following the form.
And if you think that that's what I got to do to be a DJ, then sorry. Ban me
BBB
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