Morning Trip (78)

“In other days, I understood mountains differently, seeing in them something that abides. Even when approached respectfully (to challenge peaks as mountaineers do is another matter), they appalled me with their “permanence,” with that awful and irrefutable rock-ness that seemed to intensify my sense of my own transience. Perhaps this dread of transience explains our greed for the few gobbets of raw experience in modern life, why violence is libidinous, why lust devours us, why soldiers choose not to forget their days of horror: we cling to such extreme moments, in which we seem to die, yet are reborn. In sexual abandon as in danger we are impelled, however briefly, into that vital present in which we do not stand apart from life, we are life, our being fills us; in ecstasy with another being, loneliness falls away into eternity.
Yet in other days, such union was attainable through simple awe.”
– Peter Matthiessen
Nine-Headed Dragon River

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3 thoughts on “Morning Trip (78)

  1. i wonder at the ‘conflict’ created in what we are told as is being in the moment, what if that too, comes from dread of transience in a pretty new hat?!

    I like your hat. What I really want to know now, as I drink my tea, is….do you and wife wear matching hats while having sunday tea?

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