To be, or Not to be.

[knome]

To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd

-- that one guy

[Chicken]

life is a combination of miraculous events which lead us all down a path of eternal suffering, or maybe not.. who knows.. but it's sometimes fulfilling to look at that suffering(even if only occassional) in the sense that positive experiences and things to learn by have come from it: as to better avoid such events in the future.. so we can then put new twists and turns on the bad experiences that happen to us every day, leaving us endlessly captivated by lifes ever-evolving ability to suck..

burp..

[Edmond Zedo]

Suddenly, there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door...

[jimkopelli]

Twas brillig, ...


I'm pretty sure that's one of the shortest intros needed to identify a piece of verse...

[Claverhouse]

To take up arms.

As with the Warsawa Ghetto: better than living or dying as a slave.


Claverhouse :ph34r:

[jimkopelli]

oh, yeah... To sleep, perchance to dream...
I need sleep.

[Sackanaka]

To take up arms would've been my second choice, the sleep: perchance to dream would've been a close third. To be just kinda sums up everything, though I'm not even quite sure what (if?) the poll was explicitly asking.

[lexiphanic]

You are, so why fight it.

[hemanthraz]

to sleep perchance to dream.Just the kind of thing i think of doing!!

[Clara]

That William, what a storyteller, what a playwright.

[knome]

To take up arms would've been my second choice, the sleep: perchance to dream would've been a close third. To be just kinda sums up everything, though I'm not even quite sure what (if?) the poll was explicitly asking.

Mostly it says, "Hmm, I wonder how one makes a poll...". It then kind of moved from '"to be" vs "not to be"' to "my there are a lot of options actually buried in this thing". :)

[Clara]

That was what I imagined it likely might be :)

[melancholeric]

To die. Alone. In the rain.

[jittus rye]

To take arms, yes, with the likes of mere men. Against those which consider themselves Gods in the flesh. Fear not, we people, we are the strong, the many, the Great. To take arms, yes. We will be strong. As strong as your dreams have told you. As strong as we appear here on this very earth we stand. Hear now! I tell you, the King sends his men off as we speak. So take arms and be great. For if you live and die well you will be remembered. And if you live and die well we will be free. As free as the one true God intended us to be. As free as the heavens and the sun and the moon and the stars. For I tell you, fear not! For you have nothing to fear. It is our dream and only our dream that matters. Our dream to be able to provide for our families. Our dream to be able to drink and speak freely with other men. Our dream to end this oppression. I say to you this, the time draws near. Yes, the time is coming. We are as prepared now as we will ever be. Rejoice, for victory is at hand. We have set our minds free and will never be slaves again! When our battle comes remember this like you know your child's face- Stand your ground and go forth. Death is temporary, but glory is forever! Some of us will die, but I tell you, do not let this deter your dreams. I myself will be at the head of the charge into the King's army. Your brother may fall before you but listen to the dogs of war. Hear the cries of your enemy as your sword is thrust into his gut. We must go forth now to challenge the false Gods of men.

[hishou]

My usual response to that is "That is the wrong question."
I wonder if that means I'm still sitting on the fence?

[Claverhouse]

Impressive, jittus rye.

That's how life should be ( for males ). As a jacobite, the only thing better than dying for my lord King, would be killing for him.

In our fallen degenerate world the chances of either are far too low.



Claverhouse :ph34r:

[Edmond Zedo]

Impressive, jittus rye.

That's how life should be ( for males ). As a jacobite, the only thing better than dying for my lord King, would be killing for him.

In our fallen degenerate world the chances of either are far too low.

You might be able to do that for your Queen, aye, unless you're short an arm or something. Get yourself in the SAS.

[Shai Gar]

i voted on teh perchance to dream, but my second would have been to take up arms. i really want to take out my PM

[Claverhouse]

You might be able to do that for your Queen, aye, unless you're short an arm or something. Get yourself in the SAS.
The person you refer to is an inserted puppet of the ruling class ( 1/ not necessarily those you think are the ruling class. 2/ much like a president, only with even less power in domestic affairs ) from the miserable weak treacherous family selected for that purpose to replace the hereditary monarchy.

The Windsors, like all usurping families ( Orleans, Christiana Borbons etc. ) are part of the problem, not the solution. Constitutional Monarchy is an oxymoron. It is merely a form of republicanism; as are all states not based on male primogeniture succession with all powers reserved to that monarch, including but not limited to any form of democracy, oligarchy, aristocracy, anarchy, nationalism and parliamentary ( eg Congress ) rule.

The SAS are hired thugs who fight for the illegal British state, ( as are all, including various ancestors of mine, who have joined the usurper's forces since 1687 ).



Claverhouse :ph34r:

[Shai Gar]

he who controls the armies and wears the crown is the rightful monarch.

i believe in forcing her to give back all the money she has stolen and step down from that post but she is the rightful monarch.

and the "rightful" king of england is an australian man. he moved to nsw in the 60's to get away from court life and the like and he now loves living simple in the country town that he doesnt want to be king. however his son has the right to challange legitimacy when the old bitch dies. apparently some queen gave birth to the crown prince while the king was on a 12 month campaign. apparently he was not home for 3 months either side of the conception date

[Claverhouse]

he who controls the armies and wears the crown is the rightful monarch.
Not in a million years.


i believe in forcing her to give back all the money she has stolen and step down from that post but she is the rightful monarch.
Stolen ? She may have received --- in the criminal sense --- the throne; but I've never heard she was a pickpocket...


and the "rightful" king of england is an australian man. he moved to nsw in the 60's to get away from court life and the like and he now loves living simple in the country town that he doesnt want to be king. however his son has the right to challange legitimacy when the old bitch dies. apparently some queen gave birth to the crown prince while the king was on a 12 month campaign. apparently he was not home for 3 months either side of the conception date
Absolute drivel. Damned if I'm going to tell you the real chap; but that bunkum about the Hastings fellow is pure imbecility dreamt up by an odious little jerk called Robinson aka 'Baldrick'. There is no way in hell that you can overturn 500 years of history on a suppositious guess as to someone allegedly being a bastard. No-one can definitely state any truth about most historical events, even in one's own lifetime, let alone of a time long beyond the memory of one's g-g-grandparents. The Duchess of York, and true Queen of England then, whilst the scumbag Lancastrians were usurping, was very unlikely to have had an affair with a peasant, anyway: 'Proud Cis' we always called her. Anyway, if the husband accepts a child as his own, it is legitimate in church and law. They made up many stupid stories about her excellent son Edward, such as the precontract invalidating prior marriage, as well.



Claverhouse :ph34r:

[CreativeChaos]

I just thought it was appropaite that the first thing I saw after reading the script was "Chicken". That about summed it up for me.



(Chicken was the first to post.)

[Hawkon]

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oh my.. I'm alone!

You're being created with the only purpose to recreate a "better" combination of DNA with another human. When you've done this, there is no more point of living. If this was not, we would not die after a couple of decades. If we were to be, we'd never die.

[Little Miss Krahka]

To be. Considering an infinite universe of infinite possibilities, and the chance of infinite infinite universes, there's a good chance that it will be.
So somewhere, out there, there is a universe, with a planet exactly like ours, and the only difference between them is that Hamlet offs himself after that monolouge. With a laser gun. Because the other difference is that they invented laser guns in the Middle Ages. They got banned by the pope.
Wait, if he kills himself, he no longer is being, so I guess that'd be not to be, but to be is catchier, and more fun to say.
To be to be to be.