Tag: life

  • 528: How Long?

    The stars grow frantic I feel. Compelling me to you with severest insist. And I know I must but can’t shake the rotting that crawls in and bonds my days and years in distraction. What is in the dirt so with the sky compares?

  • 512

    Never under compulsion, out of selfishness, without forethought, without misgivings. No surplus words or unnecessary actions. Let the spirit in you represent a man. Taking up his post like a soldier and patiently awaiting his recall from life. Needing no oath or witness. Cheerfulness. Without requiring other people’s help. Or serenity supplied by others. To […]

  • 492

    Every spirit builds itself a house; and beyond its house a world; and beyond its world, a heaven. Know then, that the world exists for you. For you is the phenomenon perfect. What we are, that only can we see. All that Adam had, all that Caesar could, you have and can do. Adam called […]

  • 485

    This guy, this counselor at Lewisburg… …Mr. Seawald, once said to me: “Charlie, you run out of steam. “You can’t sprint all the way. You gotta stop sometime. “You can’t buck it forever. It catches up to you. “It gets you. “You don’t get reformed… “… you just run out of wind”. Scene.

  • 483

    And still there is so much of this world to see, to feel and to experience. To move on from and forget, to make room too for the unknowable and not be hindered by memory.

  • 472

    Each thing I do I rush through so I can do something else. In such a way do the days pass— a blend of stock car racing and the never ending building of a gothic cathedral. Through the windows of my speeding car, I see all that I love falling away: books unread, jokes untold, […]

  • 471

    Life is an adventure of passion, risk, danger, laughter, beauty, love; a burning curiosity to go with the action to see what it is all about, to go search for a pattern of meaning, to burn one’s bridges because you’re never going to go back anyway, and to live to the end. Saul D. Alinsky, […]

  • 448: Patagonia part 12

    You’ll know. When you don’t notice the sunsets behind Her.

  • 446: Course

    Allow a gentler pace to lull you back to the window, where a breeze delights the long-slept senses. Abolished instinct hums to life and Nature again kindles your enthusiasm for the healthier days ahead.

  • 436

    I decided ..that I would be a horrific, ugly, wounded PLAYER..VS. being a safe, comfy, pretty, stable SPECTATOR. I want to swim in the deep end, not cling to the side of the pool. I want to climb half-dome and look over its edge with confidence that I love my life.

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