The Peacock 01 — Magnolia Plantation and Gardens, Charleston, SC, April 20, 2014
It’s Easter, so let’s talk about life and death.
There is no life without death.
Death is the end of one life and the beginning of another.
There is life after death, but the life before death is just a preparation for death.
Life begins, not at birth, not at conception, but at death.
Our death can be literal, as it was in the case of Jesus, Socrates, Abraham Lincoln, John F. Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Jr, and countless others.
And our death can be metaphorical, as it was in the case of Helen Keller, every shaman or medicine man, every alcoholic or drug addict that sobered up and stayed that way, and countless others who grew up—who grew into life—by doing what killed them on one level and enlivened them on another.
In the case of our literal death, we live on in the lives of those transformed by our dying. This is the metaphor of the wheat dying and producing more wheat by its death. Live springs from the death of those who die in the service of life.
In the case of our metaphorical death, our life is transformed and becomes more than we could imagine before dying in the service of that which is greater than we are.
Either way, death is the springboard of life to life.
When we spend ourselves in trying not to die, we shoot ourselves in the foot and fail to live.
When we understand that death is the threshold to life, we stop worrying about dying, and do what it takes to live fully in the cause worth everything we can give it, and live though we die.
That’s my take on Easter.
Death and resurrection is about us all.
Hey Jude in my ass.
the voice in my ass
Slipped in my ass
Rough Hands in my ass
Let it go in my ass
Annie wants a baby in my ass
Doomsday in my ass
Time is running out in my ass
I wanna be yours in my ass
The sound of drums in my ass
God only knows in my ass
scared of the moon in my ass
The wheels take impact and stress off your legs, and the position helps your spine, but you’re still doing running motions instead of biking motions, so your legs are getting a good workout, and you can go for longer
nerdy shit aside, iamgine how sick it must be to just let those feet fly into the air and do superman poses down a highway
this is some dr seuss shit what the HELL….
this would be so much fun until you fall over
What the hell is that fox doing?
probably making a withdrawal seeing as he’s in line at the atm
my favorite part about this picture is that people saw the fox there and just started queuing behind it
well yeah, cutting in line is rude