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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Original Post - Oct 18, 2014 - 05:46am PT
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do you ever mistake imagination for reality?
like your standing next to the real thing,
though you think that you're looking at it head on.
it quietly surpasses you, only commanding your periphery attention;
while you focus intently on that which isn't.
Nothing is an entity.
It shoots just like stars.
It boils like mad blood.
Nothing is borne.
Nothing dies,
and then Nothing lives.
well, i do.
i disregard those civil moments.
the ones that are assigned hyper-meaning;
the ones shoved into my mind by
the bored universe.
stupid shite like a beating heart.
or gravity.
or acceleration due to a beating heart.
or love.
life is bullshite.
so is death.
they are way too real.
forever and never?
these just mean that your valor is broke.
oh, and money!
what?
i don't understand the question.
god? she is horny
and we are leaking out of her vagina
as she anticipates intercourse with
her shadow.
now those: shadows.
they report the dark side of the self.
which is the womb of our unborne secrets.
those secrets, which become truth once
they are cooked in a spoon and intravenously injected
into the circulatory system of our culture,
who by the way is a junkie and cannot wait
for the next free based poem.
anyway, I'm cooking up.
a little bit of pseudo.
look out reality.
we've a new suitor asking our soul for marriage
and currently a golden engagement ring is
hovering mere inches above my head.
i think i'll say yes.
you all will receive an invitation to our ceremony
but you can't watch us consummate
the death of two dreams.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 18, 2014 - 06:34am PT
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good, dingus.
if ever you end up in jail
call me in your raspiest voice
and i'll be there.
con coin.
and then once, free,
we'll break reality over our knee.
and all the under-esteemed
deep nevada girls might feel alright.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 18, 2014 - 06:57am PT
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that there chief was
a tab of reality.
now im dosed.
when will ah come down?
please talk me through this.
that's sum strong shite.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 18, 2014 - 07:09am PT
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drop reality onto the floor;
it breaks into 6 pieces.
pick up the mess and reassemble it into a new order.
that's imagination.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 18, 2014 - 07:17am PT
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reality is a cloak
that disguises imagination;
though imagination is the
very thread that weaves
it's own suffocating burden.
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kaholatingtong
Trad climber
Nevada City
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Oct 18, 2014 - 07:19am PT
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reality is a friggin poser anyways
comes across as this concrete defined thing
when it is anything but.
relative, depending on the points of orientation
which can migrate like birds blown in the cold air of a storm
and what are we left with? well that depends, in relation to what?
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 18, 2014 - 07:22am PT
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i like relativity.
general chaos versus a pinpoint universe.
reality is candlelit intimacy
while imagination is a rush-f*#k in the shed
among volatile organic carbons and a razor sharp axe.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 18, 2014 - 07:33am PT
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reality is my connection.
i meet her in the park
and hook up some make-believe.
i'm totally addicted to
what that she's pushin.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 18, 2014 - 07:43am PT
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consequences like our angels get
filthy and then can't fly
so don't mind me i'm just cleaning
my angels right here in the public
bath.
you all don't mind if i just sit here
and babble to myself, do you?
good. carry off.
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rottingjohnny
Sport climber
mammoth lakes ca
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Oct 18, 2014 - 08:49am PT
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weege....don't forget the hazmat suit when you bathe the phermoned fairys....keep it real
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pud
climber
Sportbikeville & Yucca brevifolia
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Oct 18, 2014 - 08:53am PT
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Reality is for those with limited imagination.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 18, 2014 - 09:13am PT
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johhny your advice is too late,
i got the pheromone virus.
i snubbed the protection
and entered the bath naked....
kevin i too respond well
to binges of hard work.
actually the current hormone high
that i'm riding comes on the tail
end of two successive days
of trying labor in the tall trees.
here i am in third grade
gathering facts that i am now
employing in my immature interpretation of
psychological mediums...
i used to be a falcon now i'm just a mountain zealot
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Charlie D.
Trad climber
Western Slope, Tahoe Sierra
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Oct 18, 2014 - 09:47am PT
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“He somehow understood that life was only what one did every day…. Nothing was like anything else, including himself, and everything was changing all of the time. He knew he couldn’t perceive the change because he was changing too, along with everything else.”
-Jim Harrison
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Big Mike
Trad climber
BC
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Oct 18, 2014 - 10:21am PT
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My friend,
Reality is but a construct of your imagination. It is but a ray of light that is bent by your lens of perception.
We choose how to perceive the world, and it allows us to feel as we wish.
True power in life is attained when we realize that reality can be bent to our will also, but unlike light, it must be moulded and shaped as time passes.
Reality is our bitch if we harness it, and our jailer if we let it play it's course.
Sometimes we must make choices we are not fond of, to reach the end goal. We must remember what that aspiration is and realize the things in life that help us achieve it.
The option is open, as is the path, just remember to travel the one that leads to your end destination, rather than the easy road to hell.
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Jingy
climber
Somewhere out there
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Oct 18, 2014 - 11:07am PT
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do you ever mistake imagination for reality?
 Unfortunately, I feel I do not have the time to live in my imagination too often. Though, this really is the only way I have to live anymore, because I'm certainly not going to be living by any physical means or outside the imagination now into the future.
f*#k, I made page two... missed again
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Oct 18, 2014 - 11:09am PT
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On the road less than half of life so far....
do not ride an I.C,K.M. without leathers
a brain bucket
straight sight to let you see far
A head
when i am ascendant ... ...
from no action of my own
I don't want to be
the one Who goes down
So many things can killya
while trying to thrillya
like climbing Scary Canary by a star
Downpressor Man
was not that bad a reach
On lead, both
are airborn falls
Why down grade them
onsight, not use to
that leaning red shite
from .12d to .10+
seems really far
sandbagged
for sure
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craig morris
Trad climber
la
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Oct 18, 2014 - 11:48am PT
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I imagine the pro is good. The reality is don't fall
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Psilocyborg
climber
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Oct 18, 2014 - 12:40pm PT
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Buddha spent his life seeking to find out enlightenment wasnt enlightenment. Enlightenment occurs when the Chief twists the throttle, not when one meditates into eternity.
Reality isn't reality, the delusion is reality.
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Spider Savage
Mountain climber
The shaggy fringe of Los Angeles
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Oct 18, 2014 - 03:39pm PT
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There is the physical universe. That which we can perceive with our physical senses.
Then there is our own universe. The universe in our minds; conscious, unconscious, imagination, thought, dreaming. This universe is our very own. It is superior to that other one.
Those are two realities.
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Edge
Trad climber
Boulder, CO
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Oct 18, 2014 - 03:58pm PT
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We dream our own realities. Just refuse to accept nightmares as anything but echoes of the past, and hold the future in highest regard. They are both connected anyway, and this lends balance while announcing your highest intentions to the cosmic order.
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Stewart Johnson
climber
lake forest
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Oct 18, 2014 - 04:08pm PT
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No drinking booze until 5
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Captain...or Skully
climber
in the oil patch...Fricken Bakken, that's where
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Oct 18, 2014 - 04:14pm PT
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Is there Reality?...Meh, I dunno. Doesn't really matter much.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujň de la Playa
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Oct 18, 2014 - 04:24pm PT
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We hardly ever realize that we can cut anything out of our lives, anytime, in the blink of an eye.
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rottingjohnny
Sport climber
mammoth lakes ca
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Oct 18, 2014 - 07:07pm PT
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Was that really half dome or were you excited because you saw the fairy's...?
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MikeL
Social climber
Seattle, WA
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Oct 18, 2014 - 09:08pm PT
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Norwegian: Nothing is an entity.
It shoots just like stars.
It boils like mad blood.
Nothing is borne.
Nothing dies,
and then Nothing lives. . . . well, i do.
Drop the “I.” Now you are “nothing.” Congrats. Good job. Send post cards.
kaholatingtong: reality is a friggin poser anyways
That’s silly. Who / what could be posing, as what, and how?
You’re posing.
If reality were some kind of truth, and it could pose, what would that imply? Wake up to that.
(You’re trolling.)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 18, 2014 - 09:40pm PT
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YOU REALLY DO/DON'T NEED MORE UNREALITY IN YOUR LIVES
just like norwegian needs/doesn't use upper case letters
but it's completely up to thou/thee
Constellations are not real, but there was a Super Constellation that no longer rides the friendly skies. It was not Superman either.
And you cannot possibly believe in birds, for they are too unimaginably beautiful. God must have created THEM in his image, and US in his turd's image.
Some shepherd dude from Yoresemite or Grease Gulch told his kids in the flock about the lion he saw up there.
And they began believing they would be delivered by this shepherd guy and his dog, called Yoresemite Tige.
His dog sat there laughing all the while, licking his boner but not his chops. He KNEW what he was. He was laughing at his master, not the sheep and goats.
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ß Î Ř T Ç H
Boulder climber
extraordinaire
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Oct 18, 2014 - 11:46pm PT
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Money grows on ... plants Wink wink, nod nod.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujň de la Playa
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Oct 19, 2014 - 07:55am PT
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The reality (or maybe a reality, eh) is that there are no ants in Ant_artica. Hence the greatest climber of Antartica is still indeterminate.
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Bushman
Social climber
The island of Tristan da Cunha
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Oct 19, 2014 - 08:42am PT
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'Cursed'
The cackling smelly old woman with greying white skin and jagged rotting teeth
She stood up on the church pew
She told me what to do
Now that I was cursed
So now I just fulfill my perfunctory role
Fulfilling my duty in the congregation of the sinners and the damned
-b
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 19, 2014 - 09:17am PT
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AttaMoose![Click to View YouTube Video]
The cackling smelly old person with greying white skin waits for us all.
There is not much wiggle room there.
All you can manage is to "look marvelous" for your age.
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MH2
climber
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Oct 19, 2014 - 10:27am PT
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I CHOOSE to have free will.
I added up the costs and chose a cheaper plan.
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Wayno
Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
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Oct 19, 2014 - 11:30am PT
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Hey Moostic, I think a mystic might say reality isn't all it's made out to be. It's more. Wtf? I love a paradox.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 19, 2014 - 12:31pm PT
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Sir Derek Jacobi (The Claudius in I, Claudius).[Click to View YouTube Video]No mention of 'I' in this classic inquiry into reality. Just 'we' and 'us,' the indefinite 'who,' and the impersonal infinitive (like the infinitive, hate the definitive).
Truly a general inquiry for the ages.
I'm taking a nap, see ya, perchance in my dreams, if any.
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Spider Savage
Mountain climber
The shaggy fringe of Los Angeles
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Oct 20, 2014 - 07:39am PT
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A good rock climb, pushing the limits of our skills, forces us to LOOK at the objective universe and be there with it fully. Thus escape the noise in our own subjective universe.
Climbers, and a few other atheletes get to know this.
So many others just walk around in a fog, jumping at shadows.
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Spider Savage
Mountain climber
The shaggy fringe of Los Angeles
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Oct 22, 2014 - 09:25pm PT
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God, boobs, sience rools reeligon drulls
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jgill
Boulder climber
Colorado
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Oct 22, 2014 - 09:30pm PT
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Can software exist without hardware?
Of course. The question is can it run without hardware?
Doubtful I would say.
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Lynne Leichtfuss
Sport climber
moving thru
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Oct 22, 2014 - 09:34pm PT
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A general inquiry into reality.......not possible. A life pursuit, perhaps.
Reality will rob you of your soul if you ponder on its complexities. Just let it be reality and then live your life.
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MikeL
Social climber
Seattle, WA
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Oct 22, 2014 - 09:43pm PT
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Spider: A good rock climb, pushing the limits of our skills, forces us to LOOK at the objective universe and be there with it fully. Thus escape the noise in our own subjective universe.
You’re stuck in a dualism, and you can’t get out.
Apparently, there is an objective and a subjective universe. There are two completely different universes? You ready to defend that turf?
What is “be there with it?” Is whatever that happens to reference something different than the objective universe—and, is it significant enough to want to achieve it? Why?
Here you are arguing that objective reality is the thing worth paying attention to, yet you seem to want to reach some state of quiet mind. From an objective point of view, isn’t that a kind of shadow that you’re jumping at? I mean what are you talking about from an objective point of view, and why do you think it’s worth talking about at all?
I'm with Lynne.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 22, 2014 - 09:55pm PT
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Jew nebber outgrow jor dreams. Sometimes.
There are mirrors and there are windows.
Sunglassed eyes see jew, but jew no lookee at them orbs too long or dey might make jew blind.
[Click to View YouTube Video]Estupid Damn Jankees!
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jgill
Boulder climber
Colorado
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Oct 26, 2014 - 09:28pm PT
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Believing that there is nothing else but the physical reality leaves no room for free will. I CHOOSE to have free will. Moose
Good choice young man. Let me know how that works out for you.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 27, 2014 - 09:59am PT
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we as intelligent beings
fail to be.
instead, we hyper-focus on those recurring observations.
and we sell these to our heart as reality.
glimpses of our true existence occur
briefly, in-between the cyclical emotional paradigms.
these fleeting blessings are not dreams;
but instead they constitute our substance.
'a' gets fed up with it's position among english symbols.
so occasionally it dons syntax wings and floats
upon lyrical dreams to a new alphabetical order:
as a matter of fictional fact,
i just saw it between 's' and 't'
so i sat. and pondered.
then 1 shunned it's singularity and f*#ked a 2
and twelve moved two the front of the march.
and january took some drugs and shed it's wool coat;
now it's basking nekid between june and julio.
so, i, as your tour guide,
suggest smashing that two-dimensional pain of reality
with a psychological hammer: maybe our imagination or even some fear;
but make sure that you don't damage the virgin mary's launch button.
and when tomorrow climaxes into yesterday,
and today is borne,
and we are flagelic in our struggle toward reality's egg.
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Norwegian
Trad climber
dancin on the tip of god's middle finger
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 27, 2014 - 10:15am PT
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this madness requires no method.
we approach all potentials armed
with nothing more than a smile.
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graniteclimber
Trad climber
The Illuminati -- S.P.E.C.T.R.E. Division
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Oct 27, 2014 - 11:24am PT
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Nothing is real.
Strawberry fields forever.
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jgill
Boulder climber
Colorado
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Oct 27, 2014 - 03:12pm PT
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Reality will rob you of your soul if you ponder on its complexities
Geeez . . . now you tell me after forty years of pondering classical complex analysis! Is my soul the same as my "I" consciousness? If so, I still have it!
;>)
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jgill
Boulder climber
Colorado
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Oct 27, 2014 - 04:24pm PT
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Chango
Trad climber
norcal
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Oct 27, 2014 - 04:35pm PT
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"This is this. It ain't something else." Deer Hunter. I think when people are taken out of the equation and I keep my eyes open...it's the real deal.
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jgill
Boulder climber
Colorado
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Oct 28, 2014 - 05:21pm PT
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flatlining here . . .
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MH2
climber
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Oct 28, 2014 - 06:48pm PT
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"A mathematician, like a painter or a poet, is a master of pattern."
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