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The unending cycle of the universe and all it governs.

You are the son of the universe. You see things through The Great Filter and understand that events are merely a flake in The Universe.

They praise the old and ask of their fruits. They despise the young not because of their ableness, but for their sharp eye of tricks.

You are not merely just an eye, but also the hands. You and your vessel are The Great Filters.

To search the mindful among the noises.

Because those who do ask is the one who curious. But not all who curious care.

Through rain, wet base layers and trousers and sleeping pad. Through hamstring sprain and freezing weather.

To the desert go prophets and hermits; through deserts go pilgrims and exiles. Here the leaders of the great religions have sought the therapeutic and spiritual values of retreat, not to escape but to find reality. - Paul Shepard: Man in the landscape.

The world will stay as it is, and it won't ever change to what you want, nor to perfection. The rich would still never understand the poor's mind, as the full won't understand the hungry.

People love achievements. Even in Himalaya, what people want is an achievement. Conquering. The best of the best. The fastest. The perfect pictures. The healthiest. Not quite the experience, but it is what it is.

This is a reminder for ourselves. Please don't be like one.


by Folie

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