Blessings

It looks like the world of karma has largely taken a place in my life once again!

Yesterday at two o' clock, I tore my shoulder in the SLCC weight room while performing military press.
I experience severe shocks of pain through little movements, and will be laid up for a long time.
The truth is, I am trying to be very optimistic about it all, but I find it very difficult.
Currently, I am the strongest I have ever been.
What saddens me is that all of it will be gone soon, and I will no longer have the body that I have worked so hard to create.

A large part of me feels that this experience is something that I must learn from every so often (Once a year?)

(I stand naked to the mirror, and for the first time ever I feel a big un-motivational kick in the ass.)

I go to the Doc today.

Poem 030707

Fillings

When you feel a certain emotion,
A dry enervated crawl through a cretaceous desert.
You come to find
that you are perhaps not who you think you are.
Instead,
you become the emotion that spirals the edges of your body,
like a snake coiling about a shrub
in that same immaculate desert.
You become the beating light that boils you,
The un-firming sand grabbing hold of your wearied footsteps,
the tolerated aroma scarring your memory.
You are no longer a thought.
You are no longer a worker or a couch potato.
Instead you become the refracting blue light of the T.V.,
and the over cooked popcorn in your lap.
You become the impact of the steal pillars colliding,
and the vibration in your coffee mug.
And when you complete your day with what relaxes you.
Go ahead, despair, feel, and be happy.
For those are moments of life,
and life is the moment of now.