| Almost a year... |
[May. 1st, 2008|06:58 pm] |
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings.
~ Wendell Berry |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 6th, 2007|05:38 pm] |
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Once a group of ten blind masseuses were traveling together in the mountains, and when they began to pass along the top of a precipice, they all became very cautious, their legs shook, and they were in general struck with terror. Just then the leading man stumbled and fell off the cliff. Those that were left all wailed, "Ahh, ahh! How piteous!" But the masseuse who had fallen yelled up from below, "Don't be afraid. Although I fell, it was nothing. I am now rather at ease. Before falling I kept thinking 'What will I do if I fall?' and there was no end to my anxiety. But now I've settled down. If the rest of you want to be at ease, fall quickly!" |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 21st, 2007|12:41 am] |
Everytime i travel i'm reminded of what i am missing. But no. That's not right either. I can not figure it out. What is it that makes it work? Am i alone in this? I think not. But maybe so. Where am i now? Questions.
damn i miss nicole..... |
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| A year and another change. |
[Apr. 16th, 2007|07:48 pm] |
I've made a change after a 6 year run. I left the company. It was nothing I planned. It just happened. One day I was a little fed up and bored. So I made a call and now I'm off working with someone new. Wednesday I leave for a little R & R with Miss S. and other assorted oddballs.
Wish I knew which one was ... |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 3rd, 2006|09:17 pm] |
I've burned through all the memories...
And now all I'm left with are the scars. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 8th, 2006|02:23 pm] |
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Now you've gone and done it. I won't be able to wipe this stupid grin off my face for another month at least. ;) |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 25th, 2006|07:26 pm] |
small bursts of light
energy that moves
sometimes I forget your still there... |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 23rd, 2006|01:26 pm] |
"Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd."
- Voltaire |
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| B Movie Boxcar Blues |
[Feb. 3rd, 2006|11:09 pm] |
He who conquers himself is truly strong
I think the time is right for a change.
...it made me think of you... |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 26th, 2005|08:29 pm] |
I held the whole world in my palm
tried to spread it around
but it sure went fast |
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| pacing...forever pacing... |
[Dec. 19th, 2005|12:11 am] |
From the overpass I see the ebb and flow of the masses
Their hurried crawl toward some unknown horizon
Bright starlight ignites the sky
Searing cold licks my skin
it's time to begin |
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[Dec. 5th, 2005|09:43 am] |
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When the wind is great, bow before it; when the wind is heavy, yield to it. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2005|05:08 pm] |
It's been too long....
Anyway....
I was watching a clip from TopGear about the trouble with owning a super car (i.e.Pagani Zonda F, Ford GT etc) and laughing but then...!!!
I realized, I can't leave my house because of my 300bhp monster!!! (it just won't go if there is any hint of snow.)
So another status symbol sits idle in a garage.
I keep reminding myself I bought it because it IS impractical. Just a blast to drive. |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 30th, 2005|08:48 am] |
| [ | mood |
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| [ | music |
| | ice | ] |
And so in 2 days it begins again.
It's about cycles. One ends and another begins.
Once I find myself at one apex the other comes swinging furiously toward me again.
And hits me like a Bas Rutten punch. |
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| Totally random |
[Sep. 19th, 2005|03:34 pm] |
There was a hopelessness that permeated my world, emanating from my skin, soaking into all my organs. My stomach no longer bothered to call attention to itself. Instead, it swallowed its growls, seeking nourishment in emptiness.
The sun shone bright on my upturned face. My eyelids closed, my mouth smiling, I let the heat seep into my every pore. Walking towards the sun, away from my house, I couldn't feel happier.
The man in heavy robes looked at the man beside me and asked, "So now I ask that you take the same truth by needle test that this man took." |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 15th, 2005|10:18 am] |
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I know you're in search of yourself, I just haven't seen you anywhere. |
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| Path of the warrior |
[Jun. 17th, 2005|04:53 pm] |
So my path bends twists rises and falls.
It's my path. It's of my making.
I sharpen the sword
I bow to the sun
I smile at the moon
The earth awakens
The path continues.
All is right. |
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| direction. |
[Apr. 24th, 2005|10:32 am] |
The forces that whirl around seem to push one in all different directions at once.
The power of the warrior is to adjust his focus to be able to stay on his course,
but be flexible enough to bend with the changing tides.
Bamboo flexes but is strong. The cork floating in the river gently glides over the obstacles in its path. |
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| Refuge Prayer |
[Apr. 24th, 2005|10:27 am] |
I go for refuge in the Buddha, the enlightened teacher; I commit myself to enlightenment;
I go for refuge in the Dharma, the spiritual teachings; I commit myself to the truth as it is.
I go for refuge in the Sangha, the spiritual community; I commit myself to living the enlightened life. |
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