Sunday, December 28, 2014

12/28/14

Fast.
A period of such abstention or self-denial.
Wait.
stay where one is or delay action until a particular time or until something else happens.
Long.
a yearning desire.

Why fast? Why wait? Why long?

What is it about the journey? Why is it more important than the destination?

The question has always been proposed:
Do the ends justify the means?

I would say the means are the ends. Or rather that the ends only hold any sort of value what so ever because of the means.

What is it about the taste of a meal after having taken so long to prepare it?
Why does it taste so much better?

Without fasting, without waiting, longing, what do we have in this life?

Why does the shower after living in my car for a week feel better than any other shower I've ever had?

Every morning before work I wake up and shower almost as an annoying part of my morning routine. Yet when I fast from it after the waiting period I find new joy, new appreciation for the shower and each drop of water feels better than all the months of drops prior.

Why?

Why does the first bite after we break fast taste better than limitless food whenever we want?

What is it about waiting for that wedding night?
What is it about waiting for Christmas morning to exchange gifts?
What is it about the sunrise after a cold dark night?
What is it about the drink of water after a day in the garden?

What would happen if life was boiled down to merely ends and destinations?

whatever, whenever.

Travis just came downstairs I've lost my train of thought, and we are talking now.

Relient K - I Celebrate The Day