Day 85

I strained my brachioradialis... I don't like this so much :-(

Grrr...

It's been a while since I posted. So much for the commitment I made at the beginning of the year. Some things have happened to get me side-tracked on a few things but I'm slowly coming back around. I just need to get my head straight again.

I won't go into too much detail in this post as to what was going on. I'll allude to that stuff in the future. As for now I need to move forward...

But then the question is raised - which way is forward? This isn't as easy as it sounds. Moving forward can be a loaded statement depending on where you've come from. Of course, if you subscribe to my theory of singularity then you never really move forward; you pretty much just move around the central source of gravitas. Just like a Singularity at the center of a black hole (the point in space-time to where all matter caught inside the black hole's event horizon is pulled), the singularity of your life is that single point on which you base your life.

Then again, it's 2:21 am on Day 86, so this kind of thinking starts to hurt my head sometimes. I know I just got started, but it is 2:21 am.

Since it is that time, I think I will call this a day. I need to be up in about 4.5 hours anyway. I have a lot to do before heading to Corpus Christi on Saturday. So to all of you my faithful and not-so-faithful readers - I bid you goodnight.

PS - Someone I know probably wouldn't agree with the inclusion of the following, but sometimes there is a need.


"Lateralus"

Black then white are all I see
In my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be,
Reaching out to me
Lets me see

As below so above and beyond
I imagine
Drawn beyond the lines of reason
Push the envelope
Watch it bend

Over thinking over analyzing
Separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition
Missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment
Drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see
In my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be
Reaching out to me
lets me see

There is so much more
That beckons me
To look through to these
Infinite possibilities

As below so above and beyond
I imagine
Drawn outside the lines of reason
Push the envelope
Watch it bend

Over thinking over analyzing
Separates the body from the mind
Withering my intuition
Leaving all these opportunities behind

Feed my will to feel this moment
Urging me to cross the line
Reaching out to embrace the random
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come

I embrace my desire to
Feel the rhythm
To feel connected
Enough to step aside and

Weep like a widow
To feel inspired
To fathom the power
To witness the beauty

To bathe in the fountain
To swing on the spiral
Of our divinity and
Still be a human

With my feet upon the ground
I lose myself
Between the sounds and
Open wide to suck it in
I feel it move across my skin

I'm reaching up and reaching out
I'm reaching for the random or
What ever will bewilder me
And following our will and wind
We may just go where no one's been
We'll ride the spiral to the end and
May just go where no one's been

Spiral out. Keep on going...

- Tool (2001)