exploration

I know little of magic, Lady,' he said haltingly. 'I am but a woodcutter's son, and there is much that is not given to men to understand; but of this I am sure: there is more to things than we imagine. Beyond the stars are worlds without number, perhaps, and had I never sought to look beyond my own I should be the poorer for it.

Just finished [Capitalist in North Korea]__ascinating! What an experience. Wow." __ustin Rohrlich, Emmy Award Winner, Head Writer, Minyanville's World In Review

The depth of a man is a limit only he can know, should he have the courage to explore into the dark.

We can't be afraid of change. You may feel very secure in the pond that you are in, but if you never venture out of it, you will never know that there is such a thing as an ocean, a sea. Holding onto something that is good for you now, may be the very reason why you don't have something better.

The echo of two boys playing in a pool testing each other to see who could hold their breath the longest._ Whadda ya wanna do now?_ I know, we could wrestle like the Roman gladiators_ Okay_ What do we fight for?_ Loser has to do the victor__ homework for a week_ Nah, raise the stakes. Loser has to suck the victor__ johnny_ Trenton recalled the long ago memory of two boys wrestling, butt naked in the back yard and the battle went on forever locked in each other__ grip. A stalemate tangle in each other__ arm. And they kissed finding each other__ tongue. The taste of it so good and frightening at the same time and they pulled apart fearfully_ Deez_ Yeah Trent_ I don__ think we should tell anyone about this, okay? _ Yeah okay_

Real sex is as much about reciprocity as it is exploration and if you need a reason to resent a man later on, just consider the guy who doesn__ believe in cunnilingus...

To reach only for that which pleasantly enchants you is the least of imagination, if even imagination at all, by the obvious reality of remaining within your means. The greater of imagination is parallel to risk. It extends beyond your comfort zone or haven, or sense of beauty, or what you personally believe suits you in exploration of what may not.

I sit up and stare with eyes closed, perceiving the infinity of this dimension, so grateful to experience this, comfortable with the idea of this journey either ending shortly or continuing forever.

Dan explains the trip__ itinerary, which includes trekking through the jungle, boating down the Amazon River, and to my surprise, three Ayahuasca ceremonies.

I feel part of the environment, not separate from it, as though I__ at home rather than visiting__s though I__ tapped into some eternal omnipresence beyond the transient physical forms.

You take a step, then another. That__ the journey. But to take a step with your eyes open is not a journey at all, it__ a remaking of your own mind.

And so we must dig in to see where raw words and fundamental sounds are buried so that the great silence within can finally be decoded.

I believe in always being open to learning more through exploration of everything available and following one's sense of curiosity, creativity, and playfulness.

I now know, by an almost fatalistic conformity with the facts, that my destiny is to travel...

The question that will decide our destiny is not whether we shall expand into space. It is: shall we be one species or a million? A million species will not exhaust the ecological niches that are awaiting the arrival of intelligence.

We are all a little schizophrenic. Each of us has three different people living inside us every day__ho you were, who you are and who you will become. The road to sanity is to recognize those identities, in order to know who you are today.

But one must remember that they were all men with systems. Freud, monumentally hipped on sex (for which he personally had little use) and almost ignorant of Nature: Adler, reducing almost everything to the will to power: and Jung, certainly the most humane and gentlest of them, and possibly the greatest, but nevertheless the descendant of parsons and professors, and himself a super-parson and a super-professor. all men of extraordinary character, and they devised systems that are forever stamped with that character._ Davey, did you ever think that these three men who were so splendid at understanding others had first to understand themselves? It was from their self-knowledge they spoke. They did not go trustingly to some doctor and follow his lead because they were too lazy or too scared to make the inward journey alone. They dared heroically. And it should never be forgotten that they made the inward journey while they were working like galley-slaves at their daily tasks, considering other people's troubles, raising families, living full lives. They were heroes, in a sense that no space-explorer can be a hero, because they went into the unknown absolutely alone. Was their heroism simply meant to raise a whole new crop of invalids? Why don't you go home and shoulder your yoke, and be a hero too?

Is this not the very thing that drives an adventurous man to navigate uncharted oceans, to traverse continents and mountains, to pilot virgin estuaries and hidden coves__his promise of inscribing a name steadfast upon what he finds? There are few parcels of earth left to be claimed; yet even as the known world shrinks, the heavens grow ever more infinite. An explorer of the skies need never leave his home or fret over the swiftness of other expeditions; he might give whatever name he chooses to any new thing that wanders into his view.