“If” and “Human”


Sometimes we can forget about what to be a Human. If you ask yourself “what Human is?” you won’t probably find the right answer, because it’s up to us to decide, though we all will have something in common describing this term.


Look around – wars, famine, poverty, social inequality… Pretty cool world to live in if you want to be a Rembo in this life. Really, after overcoming some problems in life we’re becoming stronger and stronger.


Though, it’s not a walk in the park, we all can manage to solve our problems by ourselves. It’s is still possible. Remember that LaBeouf ‘s “Just do it”? That’s what I’m talking about. You should overcome yourself first of all to stand against this aggressive world. In such a way, you’ll develop your inner Human. And if every person could wake up one in themselves – there would be a better world.


Maybe we can find the necessary answer in Rudyard Kipling’s poem “If”?


If you can keep your head when all about you  

    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,  

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

    But make allowance for their doubting too;  

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,

    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;  

    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;  

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

    And treat those two impostors just the same;  

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

    And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

    To serve your turn long after they are gone,  

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,  

    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

    If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,  

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,  

    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Pretty good way to think about who we are. Try to be honest with yourself first of all. Take care!


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