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some hold that our suffering is of putting our attention into that which does_not_exist. ie past and future.
i've found and finally recognized that pleasure has little to do with the what but all in the how. focused attention to an infinitely sharpoint i cuthrough past and future. im in this flowhen i hackey_sack (footbag), when i climb, when i practice martial arts. it is an orgasm_of_perception. a single point provides a mirror, a place to pivot attention from the "what" which only has room in the past and future to the "how" which is the spirit through which the "what" is assessed.
as i learned to kick the footbag techniques advanced to teach me a "stall" where a kick is no longer a kick, nearly reversed in its approach in some respect. there's skill involved in executing the hurry_up_and_wait philosophy. a jesture is extended with nearly violent speed but it is a trick to think it an attack. the approach is swift so that the foot is ready thus the contact may be soft and defers to the trajectory through which the bag intends. then the_way_of_the_spirit guides the two together to their mutual play. there's no competition against the two. the bag plays my foot as much as i it. as if it's focused solely on a soft landing on the soul of my feat where it's and eye's attention meet. this place beyond objects and ownership we are companions to the game. gravity lessons.
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