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N Wednesday, August 27, 2008 / 4:24 PM
Let me be your estasy ~_~..
Lungs filling with salt water, I struggled to breathe. I understood that of all the training I had done was not enough. Coughing, choking, unable to oxygenate, I experienced fear, anger, panic, determination, resolve... And then calm acceptance of the inevitability of death. I was completely alone, but felt a heightened connection to life. I made peace with the world in those brief moments, and felt a deep sense of tranquility, a one-ness with the earth from which we came, and inescapably from where we will return...
For what is dead can never die, but rises again harder and stronger.
My recent brush with death has awakened emotions that have been locked inside me for far too long. I no longer fear death, but rather embrace life and all its follies. I can think of no more suitable a place to have reached this enlightenment than Rio de Janeiro, where the depths of the ocean lead to the very steps of heaven's gates-nor with any other companions, my fellow brothers of the sword.
Throughout my early years as an adult, I have confronted most of my childhood fears. Facing them all with my head up and shoulders squared. Few are the ones that have left me distraught. Many are the battles I have resolved in serenity.
As a young child, anxiety held me hostage. I rarely spoke a word in public for fear of being noticed. I was timid. I was gripped with an unexplainable fear of interacting with my surroundings. I didn't quite fit in to the societal norms, and spent most of my time outdoors, playing with insects, plants, and ... my imagination. As I grew older, I learned that taking risks and never accepting defeat were the only true ways of reaching success. Thinking about those moments of helplessness, I still agree with these concepts. I am not only living, but I am alive. The part of me that I no longer need is dead.
From the words of a sage, I have no ego. I belong not to myself but to the world, I am a religious man but belong to no religion, I believe in spirituality but believe in no divine being, I die every night and am reborn every day. I do not believe in an end or conclusion, I believe security and stability brings fear and conflict, I believe in creativity and constant movement of the soul. I believe vice and virtue are all vanity, I believe all desire and motive blinds the soul, I embrace all emotions and conflicts that come my way, I believe through meditation and completely immersing myself in conflict shall I dissolve conflict and impure reactions. I believe freedom takes no form and takes on no ideologies and has no methods, I believe through nothingness can one attempt to seek truth and beauty in their purest forms, and rediscover freedom.
quoted from steven lin..lol..from M's homepage..~_~..n the picture also..lol
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