Solitary Confinement...
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"Now there is time and Time is young.
O, in this single hour I live
All of myself and do not move
I, the pursued, who madly ran,
Stand still, stand still, and stop the sun!"
May Sarton
One has only to stand on the top of a mountain while the sun sets over the deep valley, and the coyotes howl madly at the onset of night, to realize that somewhere along the way we lost it. We lost our minds and our way.
Fuck politics. Fuck gas prices. Walk deliriously, walk until you can’t walk further, then climb a mountain. Climb to the top. Echo one thought, one mantra, next step, next step, next step, next step. Fuck work. Fuck education.
Crave knowledge and wisdom.
Stagger to the top, to the summit. Climb up to her highest peak and feel her breathe for you. Then watch the sunset, see the mist pour into the valley thousands of feet below, hear the coyote lose its mind at the moon.
Lie beneath the brilliantly gleaming moon and see all the stars that you had almost forgotten existed. Smell the spice of autumn as it wafts on the cool night air. Wake with the sun, descend down the face of the mountain, and take with you her secrets.
Now tell me that I’m supposed to have a career, that I’m supposed to be concerned with politics, and how I’m going pay my debts and do my part; the mountain, she just laughs.
Onto the exploration on self imposed solitary confinement. Torrents of thought flood my brain as I try to grasp exactly what it is we are all reaching so hard for. Best thing to do when I’m overwhelmed in this manner; stop thinking so much.
Lovell felt compelled to paint a giant Buddha on the sterile white walls of the institute that had fed him some LSD. The lab coat monkey asked him the usual onslaught of pragmatic questions, ignoring the glaring Buddha on the wall. Lovell ignored the questions and asked instead “what do you think of my Buddha?”
“It’s very feminine,” replied the lab-coat-ed crusader of knowledge.
PS-everyone should see Brazil and read The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, and One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest.
"Now there is time and Time is young.
O, in this single hour I live
All of myself and do not move
I, the pursued, who madly ran,
Stand still, stand still, and stop the sun!"
May Sarton
One has only to stand on the top of a mountain while the sun sets over the deep valley, and the coyotes howl madly at the onset of night, to realize that somewhere along the way we lost it. We lost our minds and our way.
Fuck politics. Fuck gas prices. Walk deliriously, walk until you can’t walk further, then climb a mountain. Climb to the top. Echo one thought, one mantra, next step, next step, next step, next step. Fuck work. Fuck education.
Crave knowledge and wisdom.
Stagger to the top, to the summit. Climb up to her highest peak and feel her breathe for you. Then watch the sunset, see the mist pour into the valley thousands of feet below, hear the coyote lose its mind at the moon.
Lie beneath the brilliantly gleaming moon and see all the stars that you had almost forgotten existed. Smell the spice of autumn as it wafts on the cool night air. Wake with the sun, descend down the face of the mountain, and take with you her secrets.
Now tell me that I’m supposed to have a career, that I’m supposed to be concerned with politics, and how I’m going pay my debts and do my part; the mountain, she just laughs.
Onto the exploration on self imposed solitary confinement. Torrents of thought flood my brain as I try to grasp exactly what it is we are all reaching so hard for. Best thing to do when I’m overwhelmed in this manner; stop thinking so much.
Lovell felt compelled to paint a giant Buddha on the sterile white walls of the institute that had fed him some LSD. The lab coat monkey asked him the usual onslaught of pragmatic questions, ignoring the glaring Buddha on the wall. Lovell ignored the questions and asked instead “what do you think of my Buddha?”
“It’s very feminine,” replied the lab-coat-ed crusader of knowledge.
PS-everyone should see Brazil and read The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, and One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest.