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This Is from Ghost Birds by Nicholas Pizzolatto. Clarity, I think, is the chief thing. Find a road and walk it, which, as much as anything, explains my jumps. The literal definition of base jump is to parachute office stationary object, but for me it means narrowing your senses. In joining the void. The great Samurai Miyamoto Musashi says it is necessary to lose the self and become one with move, the emptiness at the heart of existence to which everything returns. Thus, the warrior finds life in death that's tougher than it sounds. And I've come close on Lee once. Three years ago, kayaking on the Buffalo River in northern Arkansas, I overturned and kicked loose. I smacked into Iraq and the kayak shot at me broke my ankle, whipped around and knocked out a moller and vanished downstream, pounded by waves swallowing water in nearly blind from pain on clung to the rock, knowing that if I got washed away, I was gone. On the bank of the river, I noticed a squirrel staring at me. It cocked its head as if asking what I thought it was doing and smiled up a tree where I lost it in the branches. I remember a sense of calm, stillness and thinking. This is my death. Interesting. This is from democracy and its discontents. Reflections on Everyday America by Daniel J. Borsten Along with the attenuation of places, in times comes the attenuation of occasions and events. One of the more neglected aspects of modern technology is what I have called the rise of repeatable experience. It used to be thought that one of the characteristics of life, one of the things that distinguish being alive from being dead, was the uniqueness of the individual moment. Something happened which could never happen again. If you missed it, then you were out of luck. But the growth of popular photography which we can trace from about 18 88 when Kodak number one went on the market began to allow everybody to make his own experience repeatable. If you had not seen this baby when he was so cute, you could still see him that way. Right now. If you were so unlucky as to be in the living room with the parents who wanted to show you, Kodak number one was a great achievement and was the beginning of our taking for granted that there was such a thing as a repeatable experience. This is from Max the Mighty by Rodman Philbrick. Hey, she says, you scared him. But the growling dog doesn't look scared anymore. It makes a high yipping noise. And then things start to happen fast, because the yipping was like a signal. And now 345 wild dogs come out of nowhere and leap into the railway car heading right for us. Get back a yellow grabbing warm around the waist. I climb onto the piece of farm equipment that's changed the railway car, and the wild dogs were leaping up in snapping their fangs, lunging in my feet. One of the dogs grabs hold of worms sleeve and tears at her jacket. Get it off, get it off! The sleeve rips and the dog falls. But it doesn't matter, because the rest of the dogs were scrambling up one another's backs, fighting to get higher, wanting to rip us to shreds. It's like they can smell the blood inside us, and it doesn't matter that we're human. All that matters is we might be good to eat