Friday, January 31, 2014
Flow
I be in the flow, that's said with a cool, I'm cool, gangsta accent. Salmon swim up stream to spawn and some of them make it, yes yes, double meaning intended, and some of them don't. I think the swim up stream is a statement about tenacity and strength and unwavering dedication and dam it (yes, misspelled on purpose), come hell or high water, rapids and rocks, the grand daddy's of salmon get on up the stream and they get to spawn, propagating the next generation of feisty swimmers. The swimming to get somewhere is the fight for life and this is what we all must do to establish ourselves as worthy of the waters that await at the top of the hill. It is a right of passage, a fight for the finish and the struggle is fierce and frantic until somehow, we realize we aren't fighting anymore, the water is sparkling in the sunlight of calm and we too, we salmon people, can float and swim and go with the the watery flow. No more fighting, leaping over tall edgy rocks, just the fabulous flow. Take that struggle money monster, ha, I'm in the clear and you are out of sight!
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