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The Long Fast or the Fast Long
Oct. 1st, 2005 09:31 amIt has been a year since I fasted and I'm giving it another go. I'm only at nine and a half hours so far, but I can already feel the deep hunger set it, the frayed wire of nerves, alarmed at the lack of fuel. I nearly succumbed to a cheap gas station breakfast sandwich, but kept myself walking. I only want the attendant to turn on the air pump, to refill my low tires.
Ah yes, I have my car back and it seems to be running fine, so I will tempt no jinxes and hope all remains well. I enjoyed my time on the bus, except for those odd moments when I would get motion sickness while trying to read as the bus made a wide, loose arc around a corner.
A friend of mine says that perhaps I am not paying as much attention to my spiritual matters as I should and that is why the lightning strike, the symbolism of the Blasted Tower and all that. Perhaps. While spiritual matters are never far from my consciousness, to the point where I can't think of a day where they weren't standing at full attention or running amok through my psyche, I have slacked on my studies, progressing no further in knowledge, but merely wisdom through observation and the practical application in my life of that which I already know. Either way, this fast is a good opportunity for a renewal, a cleansing, a new beginning.
And last but certainly not least, at work last night, in between playing Baldur's Gate II and reading Breakfast of Champions, I wanted to write a short piece and ended up with a little something I call ( The Long Fast or The Angel Drives a Truck of Light )
It's just over a page long, so it's not very long at all. I'd appreaciate any comments, critiques, criticisms, or constipations you may have.
Ah yes, I have my car back and it seems to be running fine, so I will tempt no jinxes and hope all remains well. I enjoyed my time on the bus, except for those odd moments when I would get motion sickness while trying to read as the bus made a wide, loose arc around a corner.
A friend of mine says that perhaps I am not paying as much attention to my spiritual matters as I should and that is why the lightning strike, the symbolism of the Blasted Tower and all that. Perhaps. While spiritual matters are never far from my consciousness, to the point where I can't think of a day where they weren't standing at full attention or running amok through my psyche, I have slacked on my studies, progressing no further in knowledge, but merely wisdom through observation and the practical application in my life of that which I already know. Either way, this fast is a good opportunity for a renewal, a cleansing, a new beginning.
And last but certainly not least, at work last night, in between playing Baldur's Gate II and reading Breakfast of Champions, I wanted to write a short piece and ended up with a little something I call ( The Long Fast or The Angel Drives a Truck of Light )
It's just over a page long, so it's not very long at all. I'd appreaciate any comments, critiques, criticisms, or constipations you may have.
