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Kickle
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Kickle said: Finding these answers is what makes life an adventure!!
 Sure, sure... making the best of what we're dealt. Painting it with golden words.
It seems an alchemical facade and doesn't tickle my fancy. It just reminds me that lead painted gold is still lead underneath. A struggle made adventure is still a struggle covered only by the fanciful descriptions of the mind. And the mind is wonderful at creating all sorts of purposes and goals. With the raw material is where I rest in peace, requiring nothing more of it. The lead painted gold is the same in the end to me as the lead that remains it's dull complexion. Appearances mean very little in the answers I have found.
forgive me if I am misunderstanding but are you accusing me of living a fantasy? What you would struggle through another might persevere
I don't put lipstick on pigs! It all boils down to how you perceive the moments that are happening.
example-- I was born with asthma, I almost died a few times from my lungs collapsing from lack of o2... Now instead of crying about all the suffering I have gone through I have learned the art of Breathing and transformed my "lead lungs" into the purest metal. Is this in my mind?? Am I painting a pretty picture for myself? Is my mind covering up the sickness with fanciful descriptions? No I have not touched an inhaler since I started Breathing. You remind me of my doctors as a kid saying I would live with Asthma my whole life... If I believed them I would be lying to myself. I did not just make the best of what I was dealt. I changed the hand that was dealt to me.
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With the raw material is where I rest in peace, requiring nothing more of it.
What raw material are you talking about??
I was born with a lead body sick and dying. I have transmuted the poor metal from the inside out not through Puffery, but through long hours of hard Work, concentrated effort and steady practice.
A body builder who spends his entire life training to win the Mr Universe competition will only be a larger meal for the maggots in the end. I think it's wonderful that you've made a better life for yourself, I really do. But IMO the fact that you had to spend all that effort to combat what you were born with, and will eventually return to, is the struggle I was referring to. One can call that a journey, a quest, an adventure but to me it's just life trying to be alive against the pressures of death.
A gold paint will start to wear with time and the lead that has always been underneath will show through. If that isn't the case for you, congratulations.
-------------------- Why shouldn't the truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all, has to make sense. -- Mark Twain
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Re: EASTER [Re: Kickle]
#14351849 - 04/25/11 09:27 PM (12 years, 9 months ago) |
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Kickle said:
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Forever White Belt said:
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Kickle said: Finding these answers is what makes life an adventure!!
 Sure, sure... making the best of what we're dealt. Painting it with golden words.
It seems an alchemical facade and doesn't tickle my fancy. It just reminds me that lead painted gold is still lead underneath. A struggle made adventure is still a struggle covered only by the fanciful descriptions of the mind. And the mind is wonderful at creating all sorts of purposes and goals. With the raw material is where I rest in peace, requiring nothing more of it. The lead painted gold is the same in the end to me as the lead that remains it's dull complexion. Appearances mean very little in the answers I have found.
forgive me if I am misunderstanding but are you accusing me of living a fantasy? What you would struggle through another might persevere
I don't put lipstick on pigs! It all boils down to how you perceive the moments that are happening.
example-- I was born with asthma, I almost died a few times from my lungs collapsing from lack of o2... Now instead of crying about all the suffering I have gone through I have learned the art of Breathing and transformed my "lead lungs" into the purest metal. Is this in my mind?? Am I painting a pretty picture for myself? Is my mind covering up the sickness with fanciful descriptions? No I have not touched an inhaler since I started Breathing. You remind me of my doctors as a kid saying I would live with Asthma my whole life... If I believed them I would be lying to myself. I did not just make the best of what I was dealt. I changed the hand that was dealt to me.
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With the raw material is where I rest in peace, requiring nothing more of it.
What raw material are you talking about??
I was born with a lead body sick and dying. I have transmuted the poor metal from the inside out not through Puffery, but through long hours of hard Work, concentrated effort and steady practice.
A body builder who spends his entire life training to win the Mr Universe competition will only be a larger meal for the maggots in the end. I think it's wonderful that you've made a better life for yourself, I really do. But IMO the fact that you had to spend all that effort to combat what you were born with, and will eventually return to, is the struggle I was referring to. One can call that a journey, a quest, an adventure but to me it's just life trying to be alive against the pressures of death.
A gold paint will start to wear with time and the lead that has always been underneath will show through. If that isn't the case for you, congratulations.
Awfully existential, awfully materialistically one-sided, awfully cynical, awfully sad.
-------------------- γνῶθι σαὐτόν - Gnothi Seauton - Know Thyself
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Kickle
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it's definitely not for everyone but I find comfort in it not sadness. And material qualities are fitting for material things IMO
-------------------- Why shouldn't the truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all, has to make sense. -- Mark Twain
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Re: EASTER [Re: Kickle]
#14361776 - 04/27/11 03:39 PM (12 years, 9 months ago) |
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A body builder who spends his entire life training to win the Mr Universe competition will only be a larger meal for the maggots in the end. I think it's wonderful that you've made a better life for yourself, I really do. But IMO the fact that you had to spend all that effort to combat what you were born with, and will eventually return to, is the struggle I was referring to. One can call that a journey, a quest, an adventure but to me it's just life trying to be alive against the pressures of death.
A gold paint will start to wear with time and the lead that has always been underneath will show through. If that isn't the case for you, congratulations.
So your plan is to what?? Sit on your hands until your body wastes away on its own? Wasted talent is a very sad thing.
I think that death is just as much a part of life as anything else.
without death there would be no room for life so how does death pressure us??
all things happen in their own time...
-------------------- The Universe is not only queerer than we suppose, but queerer than we can suppose. J. B. S. Haldane The quest of the absolute leads into the four-dimensional world. Sir Arthur Stanley Eddington
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Kickle
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Forever White Belt said: So your plan is to what?? Sit on your hands until your body wastes away on its own? Wasted talent is a very sad thing.
My plan is to continue exploring the psyche, whether I be sitting on my hands or rowing a boat.
-------------------- Why shouldn't the truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all, has to make sense. -- Mark Twain
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Re: EASTER [Re: Kickle] 1
#14369776 - 04/28/11 09:46 PM (12 years, 9 months ago) |
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Row row row yer boat, gently down the stream... if you see a crocodile, don't forget to scream...
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