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If I were to send you a postcard, I would try to write this sound. The way ice crashes into the water below like a wind-opened door in a blizzard. The uneven tempo of water flowing through multiple crevasses at once like overlaying courtyard fountains at dusk. The crunch of metal into steps like ice crackling in fresh lemonade. And the utter silence of awe, only marked by our own heartbeats.
|| Spent today hiking on Glaciar Perito Moreno. Glaciers, my friends. This is real life. And a fantastic way to end my trip. Patagonia has been good to me, and I'll definitely miss it. But I still have more to share.. ||
“Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.” ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
My sunset buddy! He took pause for a mere moment ... then went back to his usual shenanigans (eating and throwing sand, stomping through the waves in his boots ...)!
Happy Friday!
Yet there are always a few who are not content to spend their lives indoors. Simply knowing there is something unknown beyond their reach makes them acutely restless. They have to see what lies outside – if only, as George Mallory said of Everest, 'because it’s there.'
This is true of adventurers of every kind, but especially of those who seek to explore not mountains or jungles but consciousness itself: whose real drive, we might say, is not so much to know the unknown as to know the knower.
Such men and women can be found in every age and every culture. While the rest of us stay put, they quietly slip out to see what lies beyond.
— Krishna-Dwaipayana Vyasa, The Bhagavad Gita (Foreword by Eknath Easwara)
“ 'Anything I learnt would have to be justified by private benefit rather than by the interest of others. My discoveries would have to enliven me; they would have in some way to prove ‘life-enhancing’.
The term was Nietzsche's. In the autumn of 1873, Friedrich Nietzsche composed an essay in which he distinguished between collecting facts like an explorer or academic and using already well known facts to the end of inner, psychological enrichment”
— The Art of Travel by Alain de Botton
“This is what you shall do;
Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”
― Walt Whitman
“Quand tu veux construire un bateau, ne commence pas par rassembler du bois, couper des planches et distribuer du travail, mais reveille au sein des hommes le desir de la mer grande et large.
If you want to build a ship, don't drum up people together to collect wood and don't assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
“Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlour of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
— Walden (1854) by Henry David Thoreau
(Chapter 16: The Pond in Winter)
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A trip to Negros, the sugar capital of the Philippines. These are remnants of an old port of the place, endless structures in the sea.
“Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlour of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
— Walden (1854) by Henry David Thoreau
(Chapter 16: The Pond in Winter)
Eastern Oregon Adventure
May 6-9, 2016
The Sheep Rock unit is located along Oregon Route 19 and the John Day River upstream of the little community of Kimberly. This unit is mostly in Grant County, although a small part extends into Wheeler County. The Sheep Rock unit is further subdivided into the Mascall Formation Overlook, Picture Gorge, Cathedral Rock, Blue Basin, and the Foree Area. Some of these are separated from one another by farms, ranches, and other parcels of land that are not part of the park but all are close enough together so that they can all be visited within a reasonable time frame.
One of the most beautiful scenic route of John Day, passing along the river. Our four days isn't enough, wish we had a week of adventure there to explore the whole eastern high desert scenes.
An adventure of a lifetime with the "Road Runners"
Ay An Algene Fructoso Erwin Delfin Ferdie Lontok Frannz Morzo Joseph DeGuzman Tamayo Kris Salido Maria Clara Sherwin Andal Randy Ordinario
Late autumn scene at Wyresdale, cold bright day, trees in their autumnal colours mirror reflected in the lake.
Haruki Murakami's— "On Seeing the 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning" #💕☔#🌿☁
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One beautiful April morning, in search of a cup of coffee to start the day, the boy was walking from west to east, while the girl, intending to send a special-delivery letter, was walking from east to west, but along the same narrow street in the Harajuku neighborhood of Tokyo. They passed each other in the very center of the street. The faintest gleam of their lost memories glimmered for the briefest moment in their hearts. Each felt a rumbling in their chest. And they knew:
She is the 100% perfect girl for me.
He is the 100% perfect boy for me.
But the glow of their memories was far too weak, and their thoughts no longer had the clarity of fouteen years earlier. Without a word, they passed each other, disappearing into the crowd. Forever.
A sad story, don’t you think?
Yes, that’s it, that is what I should have said to her. .
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Source: Gravitytrope | On Seeing the 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning — Haruki Murakami
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