Joy

As a companion to the previous picture.

One of the memories that sticks with me, nagging me over my left shoulder as I walk down a flight of stairs and as I drive home in the evening, is of a conversation I had 10+ years ago in a white pick up truck, driving back to school from Easton, PA. I was bumming a ride from a friend of a friend who rode/owned horses, probably professionally now.  I don’t really remember what she looked like but I remember the conversation, or at least one piece of it.  

I remember her saying the reason why she got up in the morning was to be with her horse and then the follow-up. Why’d I get up in the morning?  With an early 20s profundity, I said it being able to get up in the morning was the reason I was getting up.  That there was another day out there.  And beyond the triteness, it was to the bone accurate. 

Every day you need to scrape and claw to reclaim the joy and optimism in those eyes.  

posted : Thursday, July 7th, 2011

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Joy

Joy

posted : Thursday, July 7th, 2011

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Whooshing

Religion in whatever form it takes fulfills two purposes, the desire for meaning and the desire for kinship, membership or strength in numbers.   We have two mighty problems that we face, if not daily, regularly, upon reflection.  One, at some point we will cease to exist, along with our consciousness and thoughts and two, without external participation, there doesn’t seem to be a fundamental reason for our individual existence.  It is a huge challenge to jump off each day and realize the incredibility of our lives, without a crutch that would lend meaning to actions and being.  It is also an incredible realization to face the howling wind of death (Satre’s words, I believe, not mine) and bow your head and live that day understanding your time is limited, even more so than it was yesterday.  

Accepting those two facts, though overwhelming and potentially depressing, is exhilarating.  

posted : Wednesday, January 12th, 2011

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posted : Monday, July 26th, 2010

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It’s a great day to be alive.

It’s a great day to be alive.

posted : Friday, October 17th, 2008

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Our rainforest.

Our rainforest.

posted : Friday, October 17th, 2008

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Paparazzi.

Paparazzi.

posted : Thursday, October 9th, 2008

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To Dos

Analysis of Presidential Election

Addition of Leaders and Standings for MLB

Rant on state of world

Proselytize the benefits of being childlike

posted : Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008

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