A real post... sort of!
So, I just finished watching Fast Five, and for some reason it got my hyped up, and flash backs of previous lifes, good ones.
For those just joining, my "previous lifes" are actually moments in of time in my life where I was a very distinctive person with very distinctive people around me. Some of those people are here, some are on FB, and some are still friends IRL to this day.
Side note: If I use acronyms, and you don't know what they mean, ask. Other wise, I'll use my TLAs as I see fit.
Moving on.
The flash backs were nice, maybe not at good times overall, but the specific moments were nice.
"The flash of feeling everything around you, as you touch the keyboard, the electrons and impulse become part of who you are. You type faster than you can think, to the point of closing your eyes so your body is no longer restricted to typing at the speed that you read. It types faster, and faster, and faster, until the very definition of being a code poet are proven."
"The crowds of people, walk by, as if you're not even there. They don't know what you do. They don't physical feel what you do. They don't feel what you do. No, worse, the feel a part of what you feel. As they don't realize that at that very second, you feel everything they feel. You are not lost in the crowd, you see the pathways, you feel the space between couples joined at the hip. You feel the joy of the children, and the pain of those that are truly alone. At once, you join them, all together, for that brief second, and that's when you find what you are looking for. The truth. The person that has what you want, and you go to them. You smile, you comfort them with gentle words, and you leave. You got your drug... you helped someone, you made their day better, and those endorphins will get you through until the next day."
"The wind flows around you, the sweat falls off your brow. Every breath is felt, every heartbeat. You hear cheering from a circle of people ranging from 2-4 meters around you. But that doesn't matter, all that does is the person in front of you. The person that you face has nothing to prove, you have everything, and that is your only advantage. You stand, relaxed at the knees and in the shoulders. You reach out, and focus, not with your arms, or hands, but your very life. He comes at you, but time stops, you see his entire being, almost layered, from skin, to muscle, to bone. You catch his wrist, and sliding your way up the arm, to the neck, and back down to his knee, you never try to hurt him. You just touch him. You control his life. And the next second, while fresh blood covers his face, the fresh brick dust on his fist from punching the ground, he realizes that he's not your opponent, but your friend. And you've earned your stripe."
These are my lifes, this is my soul, and forever a part of what makes me.
For those just joining, my "previous lifes" are actually moments in of time in my life where I was a very distinctive person with very distinctive people around me. Some of those people are here, some are on FB, and some are still friends IRL to this day.
Side note: If I use acronyms, and you don't know what they mean, ask. Other wise, I'll use my TLAs as I see fit.
Moving on.
The flash backs were nice, maybe not at good times overall, but the specific moments were nice.
"The flash of feeling everything around you, as you touch the keyboard, the electrons and impulse become part of who you are. You type faster than you can think, to the point of closing your eyes so your body is no longer restricted to typing at the speed that you read. It types faster, and faster, and faster, until the very definition of being a code poet are proven."
"The crowds of people, walk by, as if you're not even there. They don't know what you do. They don't physical feel what you do. They don't feel what you do. No, worse, the feel a part of what you feel. As they don't realize that at that very second, you feel everything they feel. You are not lost in the crowd, you see the pathways, you feel the space between couples joined at the hip. You feel the joy of the children, and the pain of those that are truly alone. At once, you join them, all together, for that brief second, and that's when you find what you are looking for. The truth. The person that has what you want, and you go to them. You smile, you comfort them with gentle words, and you leave. You got your drug... you helped someone, you made their day better, and those endorphins will get you through until the next day."
"The wind flows around you, the sweat falls off your brow. Every breath is felt, every heartbeat. You hear cheering from a circle of people ranging from 2-4 meters around you. But that doesn't matter, all that does is the person in front of you. The person that you face has nothing to prove, you have everything, and that is your only advantage. You stand, relaxed at the knees and in the shoulders. You reach out, and focus, not with your arms, or hands, but your very life. He comes at you, but time stops, you see his entire being, almost layered, from skin, to muscle, to bone. You catch his wrist, and sliding your way up the arm, to the neck, and back down to his knee, you never try to hurt him. You just touch him. You control his life. And the next second, while fresh blood covers his face, the fresh brick dust on his fist from punching the ground, he realizes that he's not your opponent, but your friend. And you've earned your stripe."
These are my lifes, this is my soul, and forever a part of what makes me.