Thursday, March 22, 2007
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You should be inspired by the climb that you must make. Not because it is a chore, not just to prepare, but because it is the beautiful winding rage that fills you with joy, that fills you with essence. You can go out and play when you feel no pain, otherwise, the gift is for you to bare. A constant iteration of perfection, where you must go only one way, and that is to the better. I am the obscure, living on the edge of a cliff, and you can never lose.
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Full days and nights, sleeping hard and hardly sleeping, pushing my rock up the mountain.
Joy. Bliss. Belch.
you should be inspired by the climb, and you should also be inspired by wolfboy! hee hee... ;)
push those rocks, people. as we used to say about tree planting-- it's what you're going to be doing all day, every day, for a very long time, so you might as well decide to like it.
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