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Norwegian
Trad climber
the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 3, 2013 - 02:52pm PT
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yea totally, wayno.
right on.
i'll go bitch slap myself right
now, as hard as i can.
i look good in blush.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 3, 2013 - 03:14pm PT
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plus, wayno it's good training for
my impending bar brawls.
i beat the fvck outta myself regularly,
im talking drag down, swearing, swinging
mastrabrals, kicking myself, rippin out hair,
insulting my own mother.
then im regular as i attend the
main-street, mid-week scraps at the liars bench.
i never swing back at the,
usually old and toothless fella
i just take 'is beating and
give him the gift of satisfaction
that becomes of a redneck edukatin' a beatnik.
yall don't hesitate to build and engage a crack machine,
as you chase the twilight zone,
so why not train for the tragic future
by exercising a tragic now?
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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hey there say, norwegian...
you both need a 'neutral circle' drawn outside somewhere, and, thus, you can both STEP in, with no bias as to what either of you want...
go from there...
either each share an idea, or trouble, and what possibly seems right,
and then the other share, etc...
or write each one down on paper--more work, though...
and look at the things from all angles and do some of
whatever makes the most sense for the whole family...
and then add on a few things for the mother/mother in law...
shake hands, and come out friends... :)
what goes wrong in these things is that each one of you looks at
a different page in the magazine...
or a differnt part of the picture...
and then, there is no commmon ground for making sense on any decision...
each may look good to one, as to what THEY see, at that moment...
here's praying that you can both find a way to do this...
it will cut down frustrations, pressures, and disgust as to what each
other may term as things:
that are 'seemingly' ingrained in each other...
when in fact, with some nice sanding and buffing,
both of you can work together in beauty:
the kids need to see this...
someday, too, they may very well have to deal with things, people,
job situations and who knows what, where they may need the same skills...
try it norwegian...
try a few things that seem different to you...
that's how we learn to find answer....
and--you ARE important....
we all are, just in ways that we can't always see....
god bless...
oh, p.s.
god is great mediator for folks, but i won't push that...
just an extra side note...
folks that hold hands, and 'step aside' from the 'debate, quarrel, or misunderstands, etc' and say a 'speak' of something to the
great-above... can sit down calmly and have a small wait, and
the breeze changes--for that day, they see the best trail 'open up' ...
that great-above SEES where the trail goes from a higher direction and
see more than we see, with the ol trees and rocks and such, in the way...
another good thing to try, too...
start either choice of which to do, with a calm serious:
time out... so these things will viewed as a serious,
"let's really do this, honestly" time thing...
some spouses just snub the circle, or speak things, otherwise...
edit:
sorry so late, my help was, i been working on some stuff,
this is my coffee break, :)
the pup-dog had her doggie-play break, a bit ago, too...
we have our differnt views on things, too, :)
my work, to her, does not make sense...
though, of course, her play, to me, does, just NOT every
time that she has JUST come back in, :))
sweet ol' pup dog, that she is, :)
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sandstone conglomerate
climber
sharon conglomerate central
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Just give yourself to Christ...everything will turn out A-OK
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Norwegian
Trad climber
the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 3, 2013 - 04:58pm PT
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i gave myself to christ, once.
and she got pregnant.
it was totally her fault
she wouldn't let me pull out for
she was quite enjoying our immediate reality.
after, though, she thru me under the
bus,
that was enroute to hell
so i grabbed the axel
and held on tight,
then cowboy neal
ripped the boot off of the shifter,
cause something below him
smelled of burning
(and he wasn't even yet to hell)
he saw my glowing and desperate eyes
so's he stopped the bus,
and i got on,
the bus to never-never-land.
jesus is a whore and a coward.
she causes wars that she cannot attend.
for her substance, lacks.
i don't know what become of our child.
i hope that she didn't abort,
cause the little one might be
something quite special.
actually, that child is me,
and so i do
know that she didn't abort.
im like immaculate,
born of my own genetics combined with those
of a virgin who never f*#ked.
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sandstone conglomerate
climber
sharon conglomerate central
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Well, just try it again. It should work the second time around
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Stewart Johnson
climber
lake forest
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do not pray for an easy life, pray for the strength
to endure a difficult one
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kennyt
climber
Woodfords,California
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Norwegian, want to climb at the fortress tomorrow?
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jogill
climber
Colorado
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Dylan Thomas, loved his poetry, but . . .
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Edge
Trad climber
New Durham, NH
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Norwegian, my apologies in advance for the format,
you know what they say about imitation.
Look at life as a slack line,
It begins and ends abruptly and it is our burden to cross to the other side.
We needn't know why,
We just know that to stand still encourages moss.
Balance, my friend, is your friend on your journey.
It is not only acceptable to oscillate, but highly recommended.
Because, you see, a ship in the harbor is safe,
But that's not what ships are for.
Perhaps mixing metaphors is also appropriate,
because there is no single way,
we must each follow our own path.
This is written in stone and blood and sweat and tears.
Keep your tethers short, and when you whiff,
stop, breathe, allow your higher self to refocus.
You can always re-mount.
I know you can.
Just don't fall with one leg to either side.
If you ever owned a Whillans harness, you'll know what I mean.
There are safer ways to fall,
If you are properly equipped.
Cheers!
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Studly
Trad climber
WA
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Edge, that might be the best perspective I've ever heard.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 3, 2013 - 09:29pm PT
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kenny i cant climb tomorrow
i'll be duly engaged in pursuit of material gains.
edge,
cheers and libra regards to you.
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CalicoJack
climber
CA
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Thanks for lighting us down bro. That was a good day, & I hope your days are getting brighter.
Cheers,
Andy
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Norwegian
Trad climber
the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 6, 2013 - 07:18am PT
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calico,
it took you every last drop of daylight
to free that stuck c4,
and i was glad to be your angel
with a light-halo for us both.
i was just swooning the sunset
after some solo pitches and a few beers.
you see, struggle has been my companion, lately.
it was one of those moments, for me,
when involuntary hardship (mad wife) couples with
chosen hardship (difficult rope solo pitches) on
a stage decorated with stunning mountain scenery;
and my grasp on the emotional realm tightens.
for that inner wind has a surface tension that
rarely yields,
and then only to the exact combination of pain and pleasure.
right then, for about an hour, i was inside my storm,
which was then borne of my wonder,
it traveled me about, far away from my decrepid body,
and shook all the pepper from my salt,
then i heard flesh sliding on granite,
and metal colliding with stone;
i like that song, so i got up
and about, to see if i couldn't maybe dance.
sure enough, i find friendship near
a fracture in this physical realm,
and we shall exercise that friendship
on some routes, soon.
oh, and that song that i was trying
to think of?
cosmic charlie
[Click to View YouTube Video]
....Kalico, kahlia, come tell me the news.
Calamity's waiting for a way to get to her.
Rosy red and electric blue I bought you a paddle for your paper canoe....
cheers to you and sonya.
-cosmic chuck
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Jaybro
Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
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Only you can decide when and if, to shop drinking. A lot of the time, through what you chose to share, it seems like you are encouraging us to encourage you to stop. It tends to look like a good idea.
Wharf rats write crazy, meaningful, dead inspired, verse too!
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drljefe
climber
El Presidio San Augustin del Tucson
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yeah, man.
I got no dime but I got some time
to hear your story.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 6, 2013 - 10:48am PT
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the sweet cliche
waftes among us:
"life is a disease,
death is well-being."
i don't believe in
taking any shortcuts enroute to wellness.
so im just 'spearamintin' with different
dialects of expressive action;
expressions are the only medication
that this disease responds to.
i am my own doctor,
i don't heed ya'lls medical advice, no offense.
i'll dig my own grave,
impart my own eulogy,
then i'll rob my grave, too.
i'll be my god,
and i'll be my devil.
and the three of us will
sit down together, and sort out
futures, over a beverage.
life as it is,
is just the right mixture of miracle and disaster.
sometimes i have to sit down,
sometimes i have to run madly,
zen breaths followed by gasping exhaustion,
kindly step aside.
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