Oh parks reviews - how I love thee - well, the parks outside of New York City, minus Central Park which isn't really a park. They've got their own police precinct and you'll probably get stuffed in the small cement tombs below the swan pond if you commit a heinous enough crime.
I'm not sure if this is an actual detention/detainment place but I have been a visitor to Brooklyn central booking when I have - on occasion - gotten myself busted. Those are "the tombs" the real place and not good for the faint of heart, such is not the case with yours truly. And that's part of my stepping off point - America the beautiful, home of well kept national parks and well preserved federal lands - fortunately I've been to my fair share of them, because to pass up a day or even a few minutes in a park is just silly talk to me.
My above mentioned thoughts of crime is due to my city life experience - my conditioning and experience with the Darksiders. And as I walk the Merrymeeting Trail the cars whoosh past me on my left with gorgeous trees and green green grass to my right and duality is striking my thoughts rather hard. I need to sit down and think this through, some part of my mind still thinking about safety issues for those whom aren't capable of dealing with darkness - but if I'm on the trails, I got your back and no harm will come to you.
And it's getting me thinking about contextualizations and contradictions the nature of duality and the nature of our duality. There's a question and there is an answer - there is always two I suppose - two people in a marriage - God and the devil - it always seems to take two and without two - maybe there is nothing, both play roles and each needs both I suppose. The oneness is the basis and I've been one for a bit.
My life in Maine, although being cut short due to in-climate weather has introduced me to many new thoughts that I'd not though before. My life away from New York City has allowed me to be able to open new thought passages - tear off that unnatural facade of a most unnatural world - the one I've been living, sometimes in and out for business or for pleasure - this heavy constricting mask upon my face - each breathe is a little more strained - and like a fool I've been wearing it long, its like if an albatross and a pissed off Tutakhamun had a child - and I was probably beyond that and didn't know it
So it's not the duality of nature - it's the duality of the universe man - am I a new blooming tree or a '89 Ford with engine lights lit? And this is the thought of the day for me which I'll ponder no further because the answer arrived and hit me right between the eyes - it was so obvious.
What a wonderful walk we had today! read more