RIP, brother.
Biker Angel
By Paula M Wiles
Biker Angel please be my guide
As I climb on my bike to ride.
Let your halo guide the way,
And keep me safe from harm today.
Let your wings provide the wind and air,
And send it coursing through my hair.
Show to me a sunny place
And let it shine upon my face.
Keep the clouds and rain at bay
And keep me dry throughout the day.
Watch the brothers and sisters who ride with me,
Keep them safe and close to thee.
Keep my wheels upon the ground
So I’ll return home safe and sound.
But should disaster be my fate,
Guide me through to Heaven’s gate.
If I must join my fallen brethren,
Show me the way to Biker Heaven.
"People are stupid ... almost anyone will believe almost anything. Because people are stupid, they will believe a lie because they want to believe it's true, or because they are afraid it might be true. People's heads are full of knowledge, facts, and beliefs, and most of it is false, yet they think it all true ... they can only rarely tell the difference between a lie and the truth, and yet they are confident they can, and so all are easier to fool." -- Wizard's First Rule
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