There is but one immutable guiding light.
Forever fixed in the heavens – it does not, cannot rise or set.
The North Star is the pilgrims guide to knowledge.
Follow your beacon without fear through good and bad.
If you remain steadfast and humble in seeking wisdom,
she will lead to peace, love, meaning, purpose,
and eventually, when you are prepared to embrace her, eternal Truth.
ST UnWoked & UnVaxxed! 
I wrote this. Save the whales – respect intellectual property rights.
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🙂 🙂 🙂 I love this poem so much, Thank you 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Can you tell us what it is that you love about it, please?
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“Follow your beacon without fear through good and bad.”
The above line resonates with me. I find it inspiring and encouraging. The entire poem gives me hope that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
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Thank you, ma’am.
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Thank you.
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One cannot be reminded of the need for this often enough…..
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Simon, what is your beacon?
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Another great question!
Final answer in a word is goals.
Long form answer: Righteous goals which are both informed and updated by the Simon Tao.
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Goals plural…so, like what?
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Yes plural because they will change overtime.
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Like rescuing sex slaves, defending a nation, maintaining a blog that is entertaining yet cutting edge and raw, feeding orphans, saving deserving starfish, comforting (youngish) widows, and (for some) graduating from uni.
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Each one of those deserves a post of its own (well, maybe leave out the widows. For now..)
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I would be most interested in knowing Simon’s beacon but I get a sense that it is acting with honor in service of his country.
My beacon still shines brightly from my late father who I worshiped. He taught all the right lessons: honesty, respect for the individual, ambition and taking responsibility for one’s actions.
NO EXCUSES!
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS FAIR! (I used to hate that one as a kid.)
I still hear him speak.
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“Thy voice is on the rolling air/I hear thee where the waters run, /Thou standest in the setting sun/And in the rising thou art fair….Far off thou art, but ever nigh/I have thee still, and I rejoice/ I prosper, circled with thy voice/I shall not lose thee though I die.”
What Liz said above reminded me of these lines from “In Memoriam” by Tennyson which I recited at my father’s funeral.
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The distance between good fathers and bad fathers is infinite.
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ET, Liked my poem. I am happy today.
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Seeing no further questions, I shall take a moment to ‘get my breakfast on.’
brb babes
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Happy Breakfast 🙂
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Yes, I think she is. How did you know?
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Simon, behave. 🙂
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Hypatia, maybe the ‘The Goal’ is selflessness?
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You are a real follower of Christ, Simon. God Bless you.
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Amen my Sister!
I mean: Really? Who me? I am but a humble servant, your Ladyshipness.
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“Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on it with all his might,
Smote the chord of SELF, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.”
(Tennyson again, nit sure which poem..)
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…a humble servant with the sweet tooth for beautiful women and a death wish.
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Lol 🙂
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Wait a cotton picken’ minute! Providing comfort to widows means I am misogynistic and/ or sexist. Woe is me. I am sad today.
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What?!? How does providing comfort to widows make you misogynistic and/or sexist? I have lost the bubble 🙂
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“I have lost the bubble”
Because, you know, North Star.
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Now I am even more confused, but that’s ok, I can live with it 🙂
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…or maybe she was right, I do think too much.
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