Meme time!
Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.
These are the incoming questions fromreveille_d :
Kung Fu
A great pleasure in my life. I took to kung fu immediately, probably from my first lesson when it was a total challenge in getting my body to move the way I wanted it to and it was so inflexible. Kung fu to me is pure joy in movement, in purpose, in intent. I love the physical discovery, of getting the body strong and limber, of pulling off fantastic movements, of ‘getting it’, of finding body linkages that are so much stronger than one would imagine. It’s a great compliment to climbing, a similar idea yet different focus (and to an extent different muscles). It’s also about growth, it began my delving into more philosophical aspects and breakthroughs. I love it and I can’t imagine my life without it.
Lynxes
Nomad of the north! They are at home in the snow, long limbed, suited to their environment, beautiful, beautiful and, oh yes, beautiful. As much as I identify with felines this one really strikes a chord. I only learned of the species in university and took instant affinity to them.
Gundam
Oddly enough, I’ve never seen a Gundam series. Perhaps even more oddly, I write for a game universe that is inspired by Gundam (Jovian Chronicles). But that my love for mecha would arise seems an almost foregone conclusion. The idea of intricate and large robots just sounds cool, and when you throw on variable forms (I mean, jets AND robots, that’s cool squared) or interesting forms (beasts, etc) well, no contest. That many mecha inclusive anime also tends to spin long and multi-layered tales and often touch on themes that appeal to me is a bonus. I have a huge mecha image collection. One of my great hopes has been to dream (literally, while asleep) of piloting mecha - hasn’t happened yet, alas.
Food
Is there any greater pleasure in life than good food? I live my life with gusto, and the one image that constantly comes to mind when I think about gusto is people eating with relish. Food and our sense of taste is such an amazing thing; when foods complement each other and combine into new flavours, or when foods contrast each other and act as a foil, heightening the overall tastes. Textures, aromas, spices... then you layer on drinks for added complexities. Mmmm. At the same time, the whole idea of how the body converts it all, uses it, makes energy out of it, and how we’re here because of it is just downright fascinating and wondrous. Eating healthy has been my MO for years now and it’s never let me down.
Loss
Oh, this one is a bit more of a toughie. Loss is something that could be seen as unavoidable in an impermanent universe. When loss occurs sadness arises. A line exists (and a broad line at that) between fully being sad and suffering. The more we cling to things or people or even ideals and expectations, the more loss we will experience and even moreso suffering.
But here I am being associated with loss. Hmmm. Do I project loss? I had a security guard at an airport once ask me if everything was alright, though I felt great. When security guards start checking in on you, something is up... Is my default demeanour one of upset? Or am I clinging to things a lot? Maybe I am, in the places I haven’t looked at yet. And if I really stop being daft here, is it that people feel they’ve lost me? Wow, if so, you haven’t. I’m still here, let’s talk.
These are the incoming questions fromreveille_d :
Kung Fu
A great pleasure in my life. I took to kung fu immediately, probably from my first lesson when it was a total challenge in getting my body to move the way I wanted it to and it was so inflexible. Kung fu to me is pure joy in movement, in purpose, in intent. I love the physical discovery, of getting the body strong and limber, of pulling off fantastic movements, of ‘getting it’, of finding body linkages that are so much stronger than one would imagine. It’s a great compliment to climbing, a similar idea yet different focus (and to an extent different muscles). It’s also about growth, it began my delving into more philosophical aspects and breakthroughs. I love it and I can’t imagine my life without it.
Lynxes
Nomad of the north! They are at home in the snow, long limbed, suited to their environment, beautiful, beautiful and, oh yes, beautiful. As much as I identify with felines this one really strikes a chord. I only learned of the species in university and took instant affinity to them.
Gundam
Oddly enough, I’ve never seen a Gundam series. Perhaps even more oddly, I write for a game universe that is inspired by Gundam (Jovian Chronicles). But that my love for mecha would arise seems an almost foregone conclusion. The idea of intricate and large robots just sounds cool, and when you throw on variable forms (I mean, jets AND robots, that’s cool squared) or interesting forms (beasts, etc) well, no contest. That many mecha inclusive anime also tends to spin long and multi-layered tales and often touch on themes that appeal to me is a bonus. I have a huge mecha image collection. One of my great hopes has been to dream (literally, while asleep) of piloting mecha - hasn’t happened yet, alas.
Food
Is there any greater pleasure in life than good food? I live my life with gusto, and the one image that constantly comes to mind when I think about gusto is people eating with relish. Food and our sense of taste is such an amazing thing; when foods complement each other and combine into new flavours, or when foods contrast each other and act as a foil, heightening the overall tastes. Textures, aromas, spices... then you layer on drinks for added complexities. Mmmm. At the same time, the whole idea of how the body converts it all, uses it, makes energy out of it, and how we’re here because of it is just downright fascinating and wondrous. Eating healthy has been my MO for years now and it’s never let me down.
Loss
Oh, this one is a bit more of a toughie. Loss is something that could be seen as unavoidable in an impermanent universe. When loss occurs sadness arises. A line exists (and a broad line at that) between fully being sad and suffering. The more we cling to things or people or even ideals and expectations, the more loss we will experience and even moreso suffering.
But here I am being associated with loss. Hmmm. Do I project loss? I had a security guard at an airport once ask me if everything was alright, though I felt great. When security guards start checking in on you, something is up... Is my default demeanour one of upset? Or am I clinging to things a lot? Maybe I am, in the places I haven’t looked at yet. And if I really stop being daft here, is it that people feel they’ve lost me? Wow, if so, you haven’t. I’m still here, let’s talk.