survival
Big Wall climber
Terrapin Station
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 18, 2012 - 10:31am PT
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Layton the man, worshipping his sacred Ojito Wilderness.
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Ron Anderson
Trad climber
Soon to be Nipple suckling Liberal
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Dec 18, 2012 - 10:32am PT
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dat sum cult shyt man???
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drljefe
climber
El Presidio San Augustin del Tucson
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Dec 18, 2012 - 10:34am PT
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Ripple
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung
Would you hear my voice come through the music?
Would you hold it near, as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left unsung
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the air
Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
If your cup is full may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of man
There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go, no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone
Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow
You who choose to lead must follow
But if you fall, you fall alone
If you should stand, then who's to guide you?
If I knew the way, I would take you home
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survival
Big Wall climber
Terrapin Station
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 18, 2012 - 10:34am PT
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dat sum cult shyt man???
Damn right. Notice how mean and nasty them little moozlims are?
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Ron Anderson
Trad climber
Soon to be Nipple suckling Liberal
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Dec 18, 2012 - 10:36am PT
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figured them to be dem BOOODUSTS..
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survival
Big Wall climber
Terrapin Station
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 18, 2012 - 10:52am PT
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Ooops, you are correct.
They are Booodusts!
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survival
Big Wall climber
Terrapin Station
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 18, 2012 - 11:19am PT
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SCseagoat
Trad climber
Santa Cruz
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Dec 18, 2012 - 11:24am PT
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Yes the world is, and sometimes it shines down on us....as I sit here debating with a nurse about when she ' ll start the IV for my CT scan which isn't for another hour ( had to drink oral contrast first) . This is all related to the follow up for ovarian cancer that I had two years ago....and they said I wouldn't make it this far! Believe me, there isn't a day goes by I don't recognize the gift I've been given, I only hope I share whatever good will and peace that has been given to me in a way that makes a difference to others...thanks for the goodness, radness and danger....ok, I'll stop debating with the nurse, let her do her job and offer up my arm....after all I'm here...
Susan
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SteveW
Trad climber
The state of confusion
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Dec 18, 2012 - 11:41am PT
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Buggs is sure rad. And Survival too!
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Nate D
climber
San Francisco
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Dec 18, 2012 - 11:51am PT
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Best to you with your follow up, Susan.
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SCseagoat
Trad climber
Santa Cruz
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Dec 18, 2012 - 12:04pm PT
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Best to you with your follow up, Susan.
Thanks Nate, no indication I've recurred....just a standard part of my quarterly follow up...
I'm a lucky sucker...
Susan
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Dec 18, 2012 - 12:47pm PT
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survival
Big Wall climber
Terrapin Station
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 18, 2012 - 01:11pm PT
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Whoa, where'd that TAT come from?
Thats clearly goodness, or radness, or yumminess......
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Dingus Milktoast
Gym climber
And every fool knows, a dog needs a home, and...
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Dec 18, 2012 - 01:12pm PT
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^^^ That is a killer photo.
As is the tat.
DMT
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Brian
climber
California
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Dec 18, 2012 - 02:12pm PT
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I've posted this before, but...
Jack Gilbert
"A Brief for the Defense" from Refusing Heaven
Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies
are not starving someplace, they are starving
somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils.
But we enjoy our lives because that's what God wants.
Otherwise the mornings before summer dawn would not
be made so fine. The Bengal tiger would not
be fashioned so miraculously well. The poor women
at the fountain are laughing together between
the suffering they have known and the awfulness
in their future, smiling and laughing while somebody
in the village is very sick. There is laughter
every day in the terrible streets of Calcutta,
and the women laugh in the cages of Bombay.
If we deny our happiness, resist our satisfaction,
we lessen the importance of their deprivation.
We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure,
but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have
the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless
furnace of this world. To make injustice the only
measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.
If the locomotive of the Lord runs us down,
we should give thanks that the end had magnitude.
We must admit there will be music despite everything.
We stand at the prow again of a small ship
anchored late at night in the tiny port
looking over to the sleeping island: the waterfront
is three shuttered cafés and one naked light burning.
To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboat
comes slowly out and then goes back is truly worth
all the years of sorrow that are to come.
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TFSTFU
Trad climber
Utah
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Dec 18, 2012 - 02:14pm PT
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More people like Ekat and Neebs, with a little bit of T-rex added for danger.
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survival
Big Wall climber
Terrapin Station
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 18, 2012 - 02:22pm PT
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Ok, ok, just one shot of Jeremy's mom from when I was over there a couple days ago.....
Speaking of goodness.
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Fletcher
Trad climber
The rock doesn't care what I think
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Dec 18, 2012 - 05:57pm PT
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