_ожно лежа__ на мо___ и _мо__е__, как _е_е_ вода. _ли бега__, или поб_оди__ по боло__ в к_а_н__ _апожка_, или же _ве_н_____ кл_бо_ком и _л__а__, как дожд_ ____и_ по к___е. ____ __а__ливой о_ен_ легко.

One has to be at least as ancient as I am now to see that if you try to make sense of life, if you look for patterns and meaning, not only are you bound to be disappointed, you are likely to waste a good deal of precious time.

The wave is the signature of every experience of life. By understanding the nature of waves and their characteristics, and applying that understanding to our lives, we can navigate life with a little more grace.

[Poem: Slates of Grey]Sullen faces like slates of grey__hat I__ seen on a walk today.Bodies rushing bodies boltingTime for life a disregarding.Money to make and to grow oldWhat about the hands to hold?Deadlines, projects, people to meetWhat about our own two feet.Sullen faces like slates of grey...What I__ see most anyday.

Happiness: being able to forget or, to express in a more learned fashion.

The adrenaline and stress of an adventure are better than a thousand peaceful days.