I don't mean to imply that the following is some deep revelation; it is a separate thought, an anecdote I wanted to share. (and on a side note, I think the above was an excellent use of the semicolon... a subtle and misunderstood piece of punctuation) Jake, Sandy and I were talking about the theory of 10,000 hours til mastery of a given task. Sandy is sure she has 10,000 of Tai Chi, and Jake is sure he must be a master of three things - carrying water, chopping wood, and shoveling manure. Furthermore, when Jake was visiting a shaman in South America, he asked what one is to do when they reach the state of ultimate one-ness or non-duality. The reply: chop wood and haul water.
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since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a far better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
--the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
(ee cummings)