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THE SMALL FISH MANIFESTO

 Grey and dotard I have words for you son,

Beware of opportunities dressed in overalls,

Forget the white whale and let it advance,

For you will realize the small fish is just as good,

I spent decades grinding and breaking my back,

Only to experience a few seconds of pleasure.

I took serious what the gods made for fun,

And forgot to live in that accord,

The world is full of men with strong backs,

But lacks in men with strong minds,

Nothing is ever that serious son,

Better to chase the sunset instead.

Listen to philosophers but don’t be one,

For they think so that we don’t have to,

And we live so that they don’t have to,

Find reasons to fill your face with smile,

For life gives you reasons to fill it with sadness,

Don’t be fooled by the illusion of importance,

That life shoves in your face everyday.

If love finds you worthy of it,

And gifts you with the love of a good woman,

Cherish love but don't chain it,

For hearts shift like ocean tides,

If she leaves don’t be filled with gloom,

Just breathe some air and find another.

Guide your sons and adore your daughters,

For a man’s character is judged by that of his offspring,

Don’t be a man who is quick on his feet,

When responsibility comes knocking,

Do whatever you can,

And then leave the rest for the gods or whatever.

When all is said and done,

Shun survival and start living,

Find excuses to laugh like a baby,

And to think like an old man,

And that way my son,

You will laugh on your deathbed.

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