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^I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.
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I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
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I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
- John Masefield^
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Avast, ye matey!
The whole thread (45 posts)
- A thought experiment from Peter Singer
- The Golden Rule
- Right!
- Re: Re: Re: Darwinism
- Re: Shifting gears but along the same line..
- Shifting gears but along the same line..
- Re: Re: Darwinism
- Re: Darwinism
- Darwinism
- Re: You might be making this too complicated.
- This whole thing is crap.
- You might be making this too complicated.
- Not every one is a materialist ER.
- *sigh*...lowering my head and shaking it*
- Re: By your own admission
- heh...very good Rob...and on that note...
- The difference is, you followed your biological clock.
- By your own admission
- Re: Not every one is a materialist ER.
- Wow...
- Re: Re: navel-gazing
- Re: navel-gazing
- Typical philozawifigal navel-gazing BS.
