Tennis today. So fun. And the class came to my class once again...and we had our usual junkie food delivered to door step. Pure indulgence after quite a hectic week. Quite much fun.


I was just wondering, upon talking to wc....how would the unit be after the tenth gold. Or for that matter, any group, couple, organisation or individual, upon achieving a goal, what next? Slack off? Quit altogether? Sustain the puniching regime? It is not a matter of what we think of, cause the politically correct answer would of course be to exclaim with disgust: Of course we fight on for more. The matter of fact is, it never will be that case. There comes a point where sucess saturates, or even, continuation becomes just another tireless obligation, for there to be failed. It is a matter of when and how. I am a firm believer of bowing out at the peak. I am also a firm believer, that what we sought should never be thrown behind. That is conflicting, obviously. So at many crossroads...i wonder....about you, him, her, them, it...us.


If we go on partaking, forsaking then partaking and forsaking all over again, would everything not become a falicy? Everything becomes a masquerade, with some characters being archilles, sealed in glory and remembrance forever, while others like paris slip into oblivion. Both important, but we got to make a choice don't we? So who is our archilles and our paris?


Shoot my heel.
And take my soul.
Killing me.
Over and over again.
Hang the jury.