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Monday, September 12, 2011
it aint about the...ch-chang ch-chang
Um actually its "ch-ching ch-ching" but i wanted to bring chang back. Im sorry if this song absolutely repulses anyone, but i love it so much.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
today
Obviously today is significant for everyone. Because while we are all reminded of the ten year anniversary of our country's worst tragedy, people are inherently self-centered.
So we will all also think about how quickly the time has gone by, how scary the quickness is, how have i done so little in ten years, i cant believe that when that happened i had yet to have [insert one of the millions of things you have done or seen or experienced since then].
I hadnt started college yet. I had never been overseas. I didnt have any tattoos. I had no idea that i would move to the west coast. I had never been heartbroken. I still had the lumina.
All of these things happened after 9/11. And without meaning to, that is how I intellectualize it all. I think of who i was before, and who i have become since.
And im grateful to have been given all of those days. None of them were owed to me, none of them were guaranteed, many were taken for granted and thats ok. I think that the biggest tribute we can make to those who are gone is to continue along to the path towards our purpose in the best ways we know how. As fearlessly and as full of intent as possible.
So we will all also think about how quickly the time has gone by, how scary the quickness is, how have i done so little in ten years, i cant believe that when that happened i had yet to have [insert one of the millions of things you have done or seen or experienced since then].
I hadnt started college yet. I had never been overseas. I didnt have any tattoos. I had no idea that i would move to the west coast. I had never been heartbroken. I still had the lumina.
All of these things happened after 9/11. And without meaning to, that is how I intellectualize it all. I think of who i was before, and who i have become since.
And im grateful to have been given all of those days. None of them were owed to me, none of them were guaranteed, many were taken for granted and thats ok. I think that the biggest tribute we can make to those who are gone is to continue along to the path towards our purpose in the best ways we know how. As fearlessly and as full of intent as possible.
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Wednesday, September 7, 2011
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Thats my elvis emoticon.
I woke up feeling very apprehensive today for some reason. Or no reason. So in honor of this being the last week of class, i completely blew off class. I filled up my tank, bought an burger king original chicken sandwich and a 32oz diet dr pepper, and hit the road.
I drove up to Larch Mountain and hiked the 5 miles to the top. When I arrived there was a cyclist and (inexplicably) his bike up there as well. We chatted for a bit, he was in town on business and had arrived a day early to bike the gorge. I was going to hang around for a while, but realized after a moment that he wanted the top to himself just as much as I did, so I left. I can always go back.
After that I just drove down the scenic highway, stopping at trails and viewpoints. I cruised at a leisurely 30 mph, and was pleased to discover that everyone in front of and behind me had the same idea. No tailgating. Just rolling down in neutral, trying to see how far you could get before you had to press on the gas again.
Finally I stopped at bridal veil overlook, an easy half mile jaunt to the edge of a cliff overlooking the gorge. And for no real reason I was reminded of a passage I had read in some Carl Sagan book a while back. He had said that when you take into account the sheer chance of a planet forming that could support life, then multiply it by the chance that that planet ever DOES form life, then intelligent life, and finally the chance of anyone one of us being selected to come into being from the great cosmic soup---there is absolutely no reason any of us should be here. Concious existence itself is the most rare and supreme privelege in the universe. I just thought of that, suddenly.
I woke up feeling very apprehensive today for some reason. Or no reason. So in honor of this being the last week of class, i completely blew off class. I filled up my tank, bought an burger king original chicken sandwich and a 32oz diet dr pepper, and hit the road.
I drove up to Larch Mountain and hiked the 5 miles to the top. When I arrived there was a cyclist and (inexplicably) his bike up there as well. We chatted for a bit, he was in town on business and had arrived a day early to bike the gorge. I was going to hang around for a while, but realized after a moment that he wanted the top to himself just as much as I did, so I left. I can always go back.
After that I just drove down the scenic highway, stopping at trails and viewpoints. I cruised at a leisurely 30 mph, and was pleased to discover that everyone in front of and behind me had the same idea. No tailgating. Just rolling down in neutral, trying to see how far you could get before you had to press on the gas again.
Finally I stopped at bridal veil overlook, an easy half mile jaunt to the edge of a cliff overlooking the gorge. And for no real reason I was reminded of a passage I had read in some Carl Sagan book a while back. He had said that when you take into account the sheer chance of a planet forming that could support life, then multiply it by the chance that that planet ever DOES form life, then intelligent life, and finally the chance of anyone one of us being selected to come into being from the great cosmic soup---there is absolutely no reason any of us should be here. Concious existence itself is the most rare and supreme privelege in the universe. I just thought of that, suddenly.
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