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Name: Pythagoras
Country: United States
State: New York
Metro: Elmira
Gender: Male
Interests: Humanity is my classroom and the lessons learned delve into the deepest reaches of our souls. Psycology, philosophy and religion are just a few of the tools I hone for my use.
Expertise: Are we truly experts at anything? I know I'm not. But I do love to explore the future....
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
2/5/2003
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| I find it funny sometimes, how what I plan to write, becomes something else entirely...
The last year has been one of changes I would not have wished on anyone, well, maybe one or two individuals... (pleasant thoughts here) ...but to say it's been a journey would be trite. All of life is a journey, just most of us never bother to look out the window. Of course this leads me wonder what I've missed along the way.
But what I have noticed is how I react to things. There is a pretty wide range here, from the basic of choosing to ignore what's unpleasant, to raving, incoherent anger at obstacles I've placed in my own path. I think we all have patterns we have learned over time, set responses to the things that tend to pop up in our lives, but what got me was seeing how blind I was to this taking place. It wasn't an easy awakening, and it still isn't. But like most of the lessons that I've found mean the most to me, it's been worth the effort and discomfort.
You see, I like a challenge.
Give me a task that others refuse, or can't figure out, and I'm in heaven. Even better, tell me it can't be done, and I'll work as long and hard as it takes to prove that it can be done. In the years before I left theater behind that was my job, to do the impossible, to create the effects that were thought to beyond our ability or budget. I didn't fail often. And even when I did, an answer did come to me later. Even now I collect ideas, little snippets of technology, obscure facts, links to odd parts and little used concepts... and where I can, bits of hardware that inspire me to find uses for them. I'm constantly looking at how I could use this, or that, in ways that others just don't think of.
But part of the realization has been in looking at the people in my life. Who has challenged me? Who has pushed my limits and shown me what I could be? There haven't been many. And most, have only been there for a single push, one fleeting moment, then fading away into the past, the promise of more becoming just a whisper on a dying breeze.
I wonder, if you knew me, would you be one to challenge me? Could you see the limits that are invisible to my eyes and push me beyond them? Would your challenge hold my heart and find the true passions I've hidden so long?
Would you take my challenge and step past the barriers in your own life?
Do you dare set me a challenge that I might free myself?
Will you?
But you see, there in lies the paradox, because I know you. You don't dare. You choose to hide behind the walls of your past, hoping with all your might, that the moment will pass, and no one will ask you to do more than exist, to be this pale shadow of what could be...
where you don't even have to think before you breath...
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| One of the greatest ironies of life is that most, even nearly all, never find out what they are truly capable of. It's one thing to imagine what one might do, tis entirely another to be faced with the reality and have to act.
Parts of the story, I know, I've lived them... other parts exist only in mind.
But... a dance, rope and fire, shadow and light, blades gleaming, leaving trails of bright fire and hissed breath, of cry's for more, for release, for freedom, for hunger...
a dance, if you will...
dangerous, wicked, caring, and in the end... of compassion
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| How often do you manipulate people?
I'm not going to ask if you do because I know how you'll answer. If that seems harsh, I'm sorry, but the truth is that we all manipulate the people around us. It's a natural behavior we grow up using and it's been part of us since before we could talk or walk. It's just a matter of observation, figuring out how people react to something we've done or said and repeating the ones that get us what we want. In fact, most of the time it becomes an unconscious act, just one more habit we never even think about.
So, how often?
And of course, that only counts the times when you do it knowingly....
The reality is that you aren't going to admit it. Just like all the other aspects that we try very hard to keep "private", this is one you'll try to hedge, or even outright lie about. There are a great many things we feel will make us look bad in the eyes of others, so we do all we can to avoid revealing those damning truths.
The problem is... to anyone who has taken the time to study themselves, and then the people around them, the things you try to hide are as obvious as the faces on Mt. Rushmore. Even when we let you think you have successfully lied, we know what you've done...
I accept the lies...
They are part of being human after all. Just don't be surprised when I don't believe...
You see, you forget one thing...
Manipulation is one of the tools of the Dom, one that we hone with care, so that when the blade cuts it leaves almost no scar, yet burns as if it were a mortal wound. We've learned where to cut, how deep and how often to achieve what we want. The difference between us, you and I? It's that I acknowledge what I am, and what I choose.
I've come to realize that I have no hope of ever achieving what I want if I don't accept what I am. That doesn't make the journey any easier, it just means that hopefully, I'll have a better chance of seeing where I'm headed.
hmmm...
it's interesting where a single thought has led me tonight...
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| It's easy, you know...
to never take a chance, to never risk what is, for what might be...
It's easy to be the sheep that gets sheared, never questioning...
if you keep your mind, and heart closed, you never have to risk being wrong, or hurt...
but you can't be free if you never take a chance, you'll always be bound by the chains of your past...
take a guess...
take a chance...
live in the chains others have chosen, or choose your own boundaries...
dreams are worse than idle wishes, until we choose to give them life...
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