According to veterinarian statistics, there are approximately 1.3 billion bulls on this lovely planet. And you see, the bulls eat grass, and that grass gets digested in their stomachs. And then all that is pushed out the other end... and this is called “bullshit”. But I don't talk about that...
Good evening my dear online friends,
the faithful readers of my blog
Nothing is happening in my life. I had very difficult week, worked my ass off. The testing of my application started on Monday, 4 testers worked hard, trying to breakup the application. I had about 18 defects and I resolved them quickly but that got all my time. I did not do any yoga practice during a week.
You know what... this is just an excuse of my stupid mind and this lazy body. Of course I had time but I was bullshiting around. I've concluded I'm not living a yoga lifestyle I would love to.
I smoke a lot, almost a pack a day, a large pack, the 25 cigarettes a day. Almost everyone I know asked me about it... Oh you do yoga how about smoking? Fuck off, so what? I do whatever I want to.
I drink a lot. Although I don't drink at home, I'm not a lonely drinker like some of my close friends. But whenever we go out I have at lest 3 beers sometimes more. And couple shots of tequila. That's not acceptable from the standpoint of yoga lifestyle.
So here I'm. Fully aware of my shortcomings. 57 years old, 191 cm tall, 93 kg weight (read overweight)... a small head, a large stomach with a belly fat, tiny long arms, and chicken legs. Omg I look like a potato with 4 toothpicks! Hahhaha what a fuck.
On other hand, I have a large shoulders, piercing, shiny eyes, nice hair, delicate hands. When I hide my shortcomings I can pass for a decent guy. So looking at myself from a side I would definitely date myself.
I do have something that women like. I'm impishly immoral. I like living in the moment and go further and further.. where?, it does not matter. All is meaningless but so what, it is a great joy living knowing that all is nothing.
I like this song so much, it invokes a general feeling of sadness and melancholy... the song is about a pain of long distance relationship 😉.. you guess right.. it touches me deeply.
Now I want to learn to do handstand. Yup. That my next goal. I want to start building yoga lifestyle from bottom up. I want to carry this fucking planet on my shoulders.
Handstand stability is all about having strong, healthy and flexible shoulders. The wrists also need to have a good amount of strength. Core strength helps somehow but having stability in a handstand is primarily all about making sure shoulders and wrists are strong and mobile.
So after I post this particular brand of my shitty writings, I will do yoga practice and add a handstand pose, starting with a handstand with help of the wall. I would like to do it every time as a part of my yoga routine.
Btw, my 30 day yoga challenge failed miserably. I had only 5 practices in 12 days. I really don't get it, why I'm not into yoga as much as I would want to. Is this related, in any way, to the most bullshit advice about life? - "It’s all going to be alright." Fuuuuuck, it won't. You and I my friend are going to be weaker and weaker... the future slowly but surely makes us more timid and coward.
Awakening begins when a man realizes that he is going nowhere and does not know where to go.
If he carries out all these rules while he observes himself, a man will record a whole series of very important aspects of his being.
To begin with, he will record with unmistakable clearness the fact that his actions, thoughts, feelings, and words are the result of external influences and that nothing comes from himself.
He will understand and see that he is in fact an automaton acting under the influences of external stimuli. He will feel his complete mechanicalness.
Everything “happens,” he cannot “do” anything. He is a machine controlled by accidental shocks from outside. Each shock calls to the surface one of his “I’s.” A new shock and that ‘I’ disappears and a different one takes its place. Another small change in the environment and again there is a new ‘I.’
~ P. D. Ouspensky
The Elvis is leaving the house... that's the fact, you have lost most of your energy chiefly on unnecessary, unpleasant emotions, on the expectation of bad things, possible and impossible, on bad moods, on unnecessary haste, nervousness, irritability, imagination, day-dreaming, and so on.
What is left is a tension of the muscles to the point of physical pain.
Your perpetual chatter absorbs all your energy so you're left lifeless. Your "interests” continually are taking you in things happening around you, you are running from yourself, all the time, like a chicken with no head, asking and begging other people which are just like you.
In fact, you're having no interest whatever, on the constant waste your attention. You are wasting the major thing in this life on bullshit.
..and then I remember my twin sister... and then I cry.
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