tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post4520702475409407698..comments2023-10-28T04:53:32.505-07:00Comments on View From The Northern Wall: My Human Condition - Reprisechristopherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-28082131882722398722011-03-02T00:44:46.235-08:002011-03-02T00:44:46.235-08:00It is a puzzle :D
I ran into the issue of commitm...It is a puzzle :D<br /><br />I ran into the issue of commitment in the most overt of ways when I was learning to go against my instinct in diving from the meter board. You take your approach and there is a moment of truth...you have to go and there is no longer the failsafe out of an awkward but painless abort. This is especially true of the half and full gainer, an acrobatic move that relies on forward momentum to clear the board as you deliberately try to hit it by tucking backwards toward it. If you blow the move it is a back flop or worse and there is always a moment when you are totally blind to the coming impact with the water or whatever no matter if you are in good or horrible shape.<br /><br />There is something magical in that last available moment before full commitment. It is a large experience in the gainer moves.christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-47270612590838387032011-03-01T22:04:32.072-08:002011-03-01T22:04:32.072-08:00chris,
the middle way ...i think both our feet wan...chris,<br />the middle way ...i think both our feet want to go in different directions...(metaphorically ofcrse)...ignorance may not be bliss everytime and people would tell you it is a waste...but it is a contribution...nonetheless....i mean this has happened epically in planned ways....with shaped outcomes...i have always felt time should altogether be left out of such things....it is a thing (not a thing really) that has constant momentum....we don't possess it...we don't waste it...but yeeaahh the human condition is such that once take one step on the rope you have got to take the whole walk across ....manik sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18055072451804840121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-16238029955459803322011-03-01T11:44:55.588-08:002011-03-01T11:44:55.588-08:00Why can't we start a commune? A poet's co...Why can't we start a commune? A poet's commune. We'll have to tend the fields. We'll watch the sun rise and set. We'll be hungry. And then we'll eat. Oh, how we'll celebrate.<br /><br />Do you chant? I am feeling it rise in me like a need. Isn't that peculiar? I think back to when I was a preteen and my body shook as though I needed to smoke. I had never smoked in my life and yet I dreamed it and craved it real physical. I was raised in a smoker's household. But where does this urge/need come from, to meditate (perhaps) and to chant? It comes from an older household, I think, that seems new to me.<br /><br />Can you stay aside of that stress bubble? I hope so. It is a hard thing to do though.<br /><br />xo<br />erinerinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16636371927224076866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-71652210005061583692011-03-01T08:00:31.513-08:002011-03-01T08:00:31.513-08:00Well, yes, it is difficult for me...:(Well, yes, it is difficult for me...:(christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2377252801421681569.post-45512065038554791682011-03-01T06:08:49.341-08:002011-03-01T06:08:49.341-08:00I like that poem. The middle way is difficult ind...I like that poem. The middle way is difficult indeed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com