I will use this blog to reflect and update, since it is apparently impossible for me not to create
Somewhere.......
between Images of human bones and muscles and how they move (kinesiology class I am taking)
I find memories of free-ski icons of late
They are dying......sliding......into ice covered oblivion's
snowy and cold
or smashing into rocks, they thought they could jump.....
standing in the wake of avalanche’s they create
this end has tempted me
and I have seen glimpses of it, so I can hear the scrape of metal on ice,
when it grabs and then releases.....slip!
and gor-tex interfaces, creating a sled......
headfirstsliding,everythingisWOOSHINGpast....... and there is a sense of FREEDOM
riding the wave of life is what we are made to do.....
I have never grasped this sensation above a precipice that would finish me
but i can imagine it.......
They are dying, the leaders of this scene
which indicates to me
we have reached the apex
human body can’t take anymore
standing in the wake of avalanche’s they create
The souls transition
and friends and family know they made the choice long ago, SORROW
is not collected
...........
the earth calls
for respite
and the weather pounds, with fury
and talented souls are passing
What are we holding onto?
is there a reason?
Is our end impending?......
And the trees and the animals and the earth know this.
standing in the wake of avalanche’s they create
I can feel the spirit of life, it pulses in the places I least expect
rests in the breasts of my friends
hangs from the trees in the gentle green forest,
waits in the ice crystals on top of the snow
expands and contracts each time I breathe
...I feel
The alpine breath on my neck as a reminder that our days are numbered
because we have destroyed the earth
and the cycle is turning.....again
as it does always
All we know is change will come
Hold onto those you love
standing in the wake of avalanche’s they create
