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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476681" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>If You Don't Take The Risk, Jump The Abyss Like A Firefly</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you don't take the risk, jump the abyss like a firefly <br>between two polarities, how are you ever going <br>to release your potential as the stem cell of a bridge of light<br>from one hemisphere of your brain of starmud <br>to the other side of your shining? Whenever <br>there are two eyes it's crucial that you make a third. <br>And if you haven't got the courage to jump from your artificial paradise <br>without knowing whether you've got a parachute on or not, <br>go ask the dandelions gone to seed how to take a fall <br>like the free radical of a kiss on the breeze, touch life <br>lightly as if you were feeling the weave of the silk mist <br>rising like someone's last breath off the morning lake <br>or ask the seasoned helicopter pilots of the dragonflies <br>and maple keys about doing double wheelies like dna helices <br>when you've driven way past the end of the road like Thelma and Louise<br>and your animation's been suspended trying to cling <br>to the wind like a rafter of air you can hang from <br>like the larva of a caterpillar repelling down a Dutch elm <br>on a thread of fate you've got to pull like a rip cord <br>if you want to be a skydiver instead of a half-baked butterfly<br>always on the run from base-jumping spiders<br>on a strafing run of balsa wood gliders that never got off the ground.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If you don't jump into this life like Basho's frog <br>into the pond of the world. Splash. At the end of time <br>when your life flashes before your eyes like an implosion <br>going supernova, just before you drown in your own tears, <br>you're going to realize that all along you were <br>an estranged embryo that committed suicide in the womb <br>by making a noose of your mother's umbilical cord.<br>How wide does the sky have to be before you'll fly? <br>Or the sea, to swim? You want to know the flightplan <br>and the wingspan of the wind before you decide <br>if you're going to ride it or not, dig your spurs into the storm <br>like white lightning into the heart of a brahma bull <br>or run before it like a rodeo clown who wanted to be a matador. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All my life I've run into cosmic matchbooks <br>with a solar flare for bucolating back on themselves <br>like ingrown hairs festering they're not the galaxies<br>they once aspired to with the candlepower <br>of a single illuminated insight without mirrors<br>that was enough of a wavelength to surf for light years<br>and would have carried them all the way there<br>like Hero to Leander across the Hellespont, <br>if they'd only been creatively self-destructive<br>or counter-intuitively absurd enough<br>to trust the road born with their own feet to walk it<br>so all your crutches don't have to do it for you.<br> <br>How could any of your planets be habitable <br>if they're still hanging like a mobile of green apples <br>on a skeletal bough in autumn long after the leaves have flown? <br>Cowardice always did have the worst sense of timing<br>and an alibi like a sin of omission it didn't commit <br>against itself like a moralistic etch-a-sketch or the tabla rasa<br>of a travel journal that never got any further than the page <br>it wasn't written on like a tidal pool cluttered with relics <br>of how dangerous it can be to set sail<br>on the great night sea of awareness without <br>even so much as a petal of the moon for a lifeboat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Falling isn't for petty people. Go ask the waterbirds <br>descending into their reflections ascending from the deep, <br>or light being twisted like a lock of hair <br>around the finger of any black hole<br>with the gravitational eyes to point you out <br>like Icarus re-entering the atmosphere, <br>a white feather of fear going up in flames, <br>a meteor with a biological impact on change.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Patrick+White">Patrick White</a><div class=q>
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