An open letter to TMBA, from Langston Hughes.
Mother to Son
Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor --
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now --
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
So leave some trails alone y'all. Accept that there are places you aren't ready to go, risks you aren't willing to take, pain you don't want to accept. Real "flow" as you call it, is revealed like character. You can't fake it all the time.
-Juancho
7 comments:
Not many people who are up to Langston Hughes bein' on the same page, but you're one of them, mi'jo.
And I'd say you can never fake it, and why would you want to? Grace comes with knowing which trails are yours today, everyday.
It's further evidence of an instant gratification society.
"Real "flow" as you call it, is revealed like character. You can't fake it all the time. "
I love you man! I just do!
Sunday; one rock REMOVED on the sweetest little tech section on the Crespi. Friday; I see my favorite RETIRED trail maintenance/builders car at the trailhead. Friday afternoon; I had an hour to hike out to the section..ALL rocks removed.
I was not angry...more like devasted.
:-/
Like I said before, lowest common denominator ..a natural progression of technology as it relates to *efficiency*.
Like in 'LAZY'
Ugh
Apparently we're just ingrates and whiners Buzz! Bow to the trail trolls.
Time has come to sharpen your bar ends and snap your fingers.
I'm out of the loop but I don't like the sound of this.
Don't build another Olive Garden. Take me to Cabos.
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