Interests
Waking up to the face of someone I love, smelling the air after it rains, running my hands over skin that is rarely touched by human hands, or air and sunlight, women with nice feet and hands, a warm smile when the blues have hit me, watching the palms blow in the wind, (its relaxing), watching the expression on the face of someone I just made a great meal for take the first bite....there are so many things I could go on forever..............................The Greeks had a legend about a man named Sisyphus who was banished by Zues to a desert island,an island which had nothing on it to keep him occupied. And after a while Sisyphus started losing his mind. Then one day he took it into his head to push a big rock up the mountain on the island,and all day long he labored with the big rock,pushing it and pushing it in the hot sun,until at night,with the top of the hill almost in sight,he finally gave up and let the rock roll down the hill again. He did this again the next day,and the next, and for many months to come,and though he never reached the top of the mountain with his rock,when they finally found him he was sane,just as sane as he'd ever been. I've alwaysliked this story because it made me coscious of something which I'd only half guessed before-the fact that it's our commitment to life which saves us,and what we commit to is not what's important at all. I know it's not easy to rid yourself of notion that you need something important to commit to, or to learn to find pleasure in what is,rather than displeasure in what you wish there'd be,but the trick of life is to stop worrying about finding the perfect something to commit to and commit to something,anything at all. And if you can't commit to something big,then commit to something small.
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~Magicka