19 thoughts to “IF, by Rudyard Kipling : Video Poem (2 mins)”

  1. This poem was needle-pointed on a tapestry by my great-grandmother, and hung on the wall in my mother’s nursery – and later in my own. Kipling has been my “standard” for poets all my life, and is absolutely my favorite. This one was the first poem my mother had me learn to recite. (Of course, I also learned some James Whitcomb Riley, and Poe’s ‘The Raven’.)
    This is a fine piece of poetry. All should know it. You’ll find times you catch yourself remembering it in your lamentations of bygone errors…

    1. IF!
      IF! you can check The Spam folder every day
      and every day
      flush the BEST posts you recieve from readers
      down-the-toilet and into the sewer
      IF! you GET-OFF being an authoritarian personality
      IF! you suffer from that disorder
      IF! you LERV being
      a totalitarian Censorious tryannical Class Monitor when the teacher is away
      IF! you have no scruples about that
      IF! you’re totally indifferent to TRUTH
      IF! you can eagerly flush FACT-BASED OBJECTIVE TRUTHFUL posts
      down-the-toilet as a matter of course
      without giving it a second thought
      and IF!
      you can find ALL kinds of bullsh*t stories to “justify”
      your leanings towards heavy-duty Obscurantism
      When it comes time for Uncle to retire
      You are Eligible to Fill The Position!

  2. Millions of children like me, are forever thrilled and enriched by this incredible gentleman.

  3. I can understand someone who makes a video would prefer to not use his real name, would prefer his name remain private, and would prefer to use another name, an assumed name. I just don’t understand why anyone would choose to give himself the name “Bedlam” as an assumed name. Of all the words in the English language, he chooses the word “bedlam” for his name. Surely, I’m not the only one here who knows what the word “bedlam” means. Please tell me I’m not the only one around here who knows what the word “bedlam” means. “O’Bedlam”? O, give me a break.

    1. So are we to conclude you don’t the poem because you don’t like the name of the man who recites it? And is Lasha Darkmoon to be despised because you don’t like her name?

      1. NO, you are NOT to conclude that. And while it’s true I do not like the name “O’Bedlam” and I don’t particularly care for the name “Lasha Darkmoon”, I don’t see how not liking the assumed name “O’Bedlam” and not caring for the name “Lasha Darkmoon” very much has any reflection on me not liking Kipling’s poem. I don’t see, because not liking the assumed name “O’Bedlam” and not enamored with the name “Lasha Darkmoon” is NOT in any way a reflection on Kipling, a reflection on his poetry, not a reflection of his poem “If”. Logically, not liking the names “O’Bedlam” and “Lasha Darkmoon” is an entirely different and completly separate subject than Kipling and his poetry and his poem “If”. I happen to like Kipling’s poem “If”, if you don’t mind.

        I simply made an observation about the name “O’Bedlam”, that’s all, and really, it is a rather bizarre and anomalous name to choose for oneself and I’m simply curious why anyone would choose such a name, as the name connotes mental ayslums and craziness and lunatics. Eccentric indeed, if not totally outré. Certainly something freakish about the name “O’Bedlam”. That no one can honestly deny. Unless one does NOT COMPREHEND the English language very well, like Colina for example, then yes, I suppose such an illiterate can deny it and the illiterate can easily fool himself that he’s “actually” “honest”.

        AND, I did NOT say anything about Lasha Darkmoon in my first post about this subject, so there was no good respectable reason to drag her name “Darkmoon” which connotes the jew qabalah jew “goddess” jew “patron saint” of ghouls and zombies and warlocks and witches having sex in the dark black of night in cemeteries with incubi and succubi “Lilith”, into this. Why bring Lilith into this, what does Lilith have to do with bedlam and lunatics? I don’t understand, 😉 .

        Just conclude what I tell you to conclude, and then shut the fuck up.

        1. Uncle :

          I sent you a post yesterday under this thread of commentary. About how the government watches terrorists all the time, yet the terrorists still manage to pull off their terrotist attacks, even though the government has them under surveillance and is tracking them at all times, and Open Borders, and airport security treating Americans like criminals and possible terrorists, and terrorists and all kinds of enemies of the United States can simply go to Mexico and just drive or walk right over the border and the government has no idea who is coming into the United States over the Open Border. You FULLY WELL DO KNOW what post I’m referring to. The post is not good enough for Darkmoon because? Because Darkmoon is a website about “TRUTH” and my post is somehow “NOT” TRUTHFUL? If it’s not truthful, what exactly did I say that’s NOT TRUTHFUL?

          1. @ TROJ

            You simply don’t get the message. Let me repeat:

            1. No one is going to spend all day reading the SPAM posts looking for nuggets of wisdom. We don’t have time to read the NON-SPAM posts, which we need to concentrate on, so reading through all the SPAM posts is OUT OF THE QUESTION!!!

            2. We check your posts as a special favor to you, but we don’t have time to read the LONG posts. The longer the post, the more we hate having to read it. Who except a masochist would spend all his day reading LONG SPAM POSTS? 🙂

            3. The spam folder is DELETED at the end of every day. So your post is no longer there. Because you wrote it yesterday.

            4. 3 Tips to help you: (a) Write short posts in future. (b) Identify your posts clearly (if you want one of them to be posted) by giving the first few words in inverted commas. (3) Place an asterisk (*) before any serious post you think is important and on-topic.

            Finally, you write too much, wasting your time. Your comments are TOO MANY and TOO LONG. We can only publish a small fraction of your comments because, frankly, most of them are unpublishable: extremely longwinded, almost always off-topic, invariably flippant, frequently abusive, often obscene. Reconcile yourself to permanent residence in Spamblinka. It’s where you rightly belong.

            And before you attack us in future for “censorship”, which is laughable, recollect that you are BANNED FROM EVERY OTHER RESPECTABLE WEBSITE! 🙂

    1. ADMIN :

      Well, then I guess Lasha’s BFF Noor is NOT RESPECTABLE, Lasha’s BFF Noor has NEVER banned me. Go tell Lasha’s BFF Noor she’s NOT RESPECTABLE, see what Noor has to you say to you. See what Lasha has to say to you.

      Sure, Chechar has me BANNED, I’m not a Blonde. I’ll commit suicide, I’m not a blonde. It’s imperative to keep Fuhrercito happy. Maybe that’s why Hitler commited suicide, Hitler wasn’t a blonde either, lol. Chechar is so GaGa for blondes, the Hitler-Lover would BAN even Hitler from his website. So I take it all with aplomb. To have aplomb is important I think. I got Sangfroid, baby — and you don’t, so there!

  4. If you can hold your head up high
    when Jews and trolls would kill you;
    If you can keep a tranquil soul
    when folks think you are weird;
    If you can keep a happy heart
    when all’s in disarray,
    Then you are one of God’s most dear
    and bless’d are you today.

  5. I have loved Kipling’s works ever since I read THE JUNGLE BOOK as a small child, followed by others – KIM is another example, and his poetry is music to my ears. Oh, that we could read similar works today – something that will go down the years – and centuries – much like classical compositions by Beethoven, Mozart, Strauss and others of their day – and still be very much in fashion. Yes, I realise the younger set will sneer at this remark and state that we’re a bunch of old fossils, but fact is the literature and music of long ago – some having seen the light centuries ago – is still prevalent, whereas all the screaming pop music of today is forgotten within a few short weeks and will probably remain so. The same applies to centuries-old literature – Kipling, Dickens, and their peers are still read and listened to even today by many of today’s younger generation…

  6. Here is the poem that resonated with my psyche.

    The Men Who Don’t Fit In

    There’s a race of men that don’t fit in,
    A race that can’t stay still;
    So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
    And they roam the world at will.
    They range the field and they rove the flood,
    And they climb the mountain’s crest;
    Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
    And they don’t know how to rest.

    If they just went straight they might go far;
    They are strong and brave and true;
    But they’re always tired of the things that are,
    And they want the strange and new.
    They say: “Could I find my proper groove,
    What a deep mark I would make!”
    So they chop and change, and each fresh move
    Is only a fresh mistake.

    And each forgets, as he strips and runs
    With a brilliant, fitful pace,
    It’s the steady, quiet, plodding ones
    Who win in the lifelong race.
    And each forgets that his youth has fled,
    Forgets that his prime is past,
    Till he stands one day, with a hope that’s dead,
    In the glare of the truth at last.

    He has failed, he has failed; he has missed his chance;
    He has just done things by half.
    Life’s been a jolly good joke on him,
    And now is the time to laugh.
    Ha, ha! He is one of the Legion Lost;
    He was never meant to win;
    He’s a rolling stone, and it’s bred in the bone;
    He’s a man who won’t fit in.

    – Robert W. Service

    1. Good one, Arch –

      Tesla had that problem.

      The FBI swooped in and raided Tesla’s apartment in Manhattan upon his death. They gathered all the info on ALL the things he had which…..
      ……. “did not fit in.” 🙂

  7. 1895..
    “When you’re wounded and left on Afghanistan’s plains,
    And the women come out to cut up what remains,
    Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
    An’ go to your Gawd like a soldier.
    Go, go, go like a soldier,
    Go, go, go like a soldier,
    Go, go, go like a soldier,
    So-oldier of the Queen!”

  8. Even now, at the ripe old age of 83, Kipling’s never-to-be-imitated writings still thrill me as they did when I first “met” him when given his “JUNGLE BOOK” by my stepmom when I was around ten or thereabouts (she was an avid reader in her own right) his wonderful poem “IF” is still as fresh and new to me as it was in my very early days. What a pity we don’t have authors like those of long ago – whose writings – like those of the classic composers – will continue to live on in times ahead. Call me an old fossil if you wish, but the old masters of literature and music will never die out… I am still an avid follower of these arts, some of which have survived the ravages of time and will continue to do so, despite the continual onslaught against them in favour of the electronic and modern technolopgy – sure, they have their place here too and without which the world would be the poorer, and I also like those, but when I feel like spending a few moments “living in the past” without all toady’s modern advances, I find it very soothing to sit or lie down and just dream my own dreams….

    1. Call me an old fossil if you wish, but the old masters of literature and music will never die out…

      You don’t sound like an “old fossil” to me, Julie. You sound like a distinguished and educated lady who would have much to teach the younger generation. You will find lots of beautiful old poems on this website, often accompanied by videos which give them an extra impact.

      Try these:

      [1] https://www.darkmoon.me/2016/invictus-poem-by-w-e-henley-2-videos-3-mins/

      [2] https://www.darkmoon.me/2017/the-lake-isle-of-innisfree-by-wb-yeats-poem-and-video/

      [3] https://www.darkmoon.me/2016/matthew-arnolds-dover-beach-illustrated-text-of-poem-followed-by-two-short-videos/

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