Old grumpy on Rivington UK
I'm not sure how I stumbled across this particular link (the Magus of Java)-I'm devours everything on qigong, I can find at the moment and I have picked up on it during an Internet search. As always, I ordered it from book depository last week and it came out yesterday. I sat down with a cup of coffee and devoured it in a few h0urs - it isn't that I fear much in it. If you are looking for evidence of the existence of Chi you will be still a victim of your Western rationalism so this book to your boat rock expect more as you have probably read each other. You must feel Chi to believe in it, so a book is not going to do it.I thought, a little reminded the book was iconic Carlos Castaneda series but with the advantage of a guru, the apparently real and not fictitious - you more about life the so-called Magus Java (aka John Chang) are interested in so many suspected at the enigmatic Don Juan Carlos do, this book is about as final as it gets, and fascinating stuff it's too. If you are more interested on the nature of Chi, there are some potential insights here, but there is no technical book, so you much enlighten you expect.
As always, read aside, I also mean old worm demolished riddled cabin filled one skip, my garage empty the Recycle Bin and tore a nasty Gash on the passenger seat of old grumpy was feet of a pair of foundations I throw out (curses) with spike. I know my seats are not really only vinyl leather you now - as you on my ' 64-were vintage Cortina (although admittedly textured leather-ish look). This knowledge has little to impress me though, and I'm still trying to figure out a way to repair.
Maybe it was the disappointment about the Magus of the Java book and what I felt was his ultimately empty promises or maybe the incident with the car seat (double drat it), or something else I'm picking up again, but I feel, one has also terrible destruction we live my mood, a terrible negativity about the world and the way in Sie.Der price of gasoline something to do. This morning I paid £ 1.21 per litre fill grumpy old, which is the most I ever paid. There are rumors that the price taken £ 1.50 per litre in the summer of petrol. I heard a rumor that the road tax rise soon will be and I will be for my 1.8 liter Vauxhall Astra, £ 425 per year will numbers.
All this is lead driving things for me, and I referred to my nose is hard against a crisis point I am powerless to avoid rammed. We come up to a selection and it might be time to the Vice-my concerns at the ballot box but to be honest to be unlikely to do something about it are our leaders which brand.I take the car over long distances rarely these days and if I find, I me going in the amount cost of fuel factoring.For freight forwarders, farmers, repetitions - who serious amounts of fuel as a prerequisite for their livelihood, burns must things search now be very bleak.It is easy to say it's a good thing - the eco Facists higher prices = less fossil fuels burned = less global warming, but while I respect your view I am also a realist, and there must be a means of transition to something else, something better, cheaper, cleaner - and I see it - either, or a completely different way of life that requires to maintain it no fuel - a kind of happy to embrace decentralised, rural Shangri La style of life where we no longer commute, and I would be, but I don't see that happening anytime soon either.
If there is another way to do things you believe I wouldn't it, but is the world as it is, and there is no Alternative.Also everything what I feel that are dirty hands access my bags, looking for my Geld.Ich am a middle of the road middle child of guy to earn, and I get screwed links right and Centre.My bags at the moment feel pretty empty-go someone else Schraube.Wenn I retire wanted I would dump the car and go back to my bicycle is sixteen and reel naively happy again, in my horizons to a few miles around the village where I I can wohne.Aber not tun.Ich have to work, I have to commute in the way I live my society requires, I live.
This is the reality, and it makes things I read, seem pretty useless-it makes it seem as escapism.
Nevertheless, it was a beautiful day today - sunny, warm, and I would have practiced my Tai Chi in the garden, but I had it the fence to malen.Gibt a moral in this?
HMN...
Good night all.
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