SoC #34
- Only my third post and half the year is almost over!
- This is my stream of Consciousness writing in case you wander over here
- and wonder what these jumbles of words are
- it came about one late night when I thought what would be the easiest way to let words flow onto these virtual pages
- and the first SoC was born
- I think its more important to let the ideas out and into the wild to
- perhaps enlighten another, or bring about a smile or even dare I
- say cause another sentient being to spark some words of their own
- finding beauty in all its definitions and on occasion, to create some here maybe
- running is such a joy again, I read the last post and all that pollen came back in my memory
- that was not fun at all
- and the post before that was months earlier
- but as I recreate the timeline I remember what I was fixated on those first few months of the year
- those little pips that bob and weave up and down 24 x 7 (well actually 5)
- it astounds me that I become so enraptured by its beauty and complexity
- and yet my innermost goal is not to become “rich” but yet to be the best trader I can be
- it rings somewhat hollow to trade currencies and not want to become filthy rich
- but that is the passion that grips me wholeheartedly, despite that ultimate irony
- still there is something to it, to see its beauty that way, and in that angle and at that lighting
- the complexity sheds, and reveals an even more beautiful sight to behold
- a natural naked simplicity
- one that requires one to be so honest with oneself, to trust that instinct
- like a surfer rides a wave until a new one forms, but in that moment they are all one
- the rider, the board, the wave, the sun, everything is all one
- for a moment
- I so do want to put a photo at the top of each post, and I’ve threatened that before
- but I have been inspired lately
- and I’m asking permission to put a special photo up, but its not mine, so need to ask first
- which reminds me that this city is still so fascinating to me
- I never know what I will come across, or when I’ll meet someone new and have a conversation
- that is different and fresh because they hail from another part of the world.
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