The things I choose to focus on when I need to prove for myself that peace is a priority and also achievable given my environment in a very diverse and sometimes divided community often need to be affiliated with something in my heart that exists as a constant, or bigger than whatever is negatively impacting my safety. The things I reach for most often are prayer, discussion, music, exercise, and food; with the last becoming less prevalent for me as I begin to understand myself to be more health-minded.
Lots of things. I find myself at peace most of the time. It's just a shame that I am such a **** when that peace is disturbed. Awful but the truth.
I like to go for a ride in my chevelle in the country. The windows down, the sound of the engine, Creedence playing on 8 track, I just feel so free and not a care in the world. During winter i like to watch an episode or two of Southpark. Just makes me laugh and i forget about the crappy day i've had.
A strong orgasm tends to bring me peace. Often, afterwards, I just be still an enjoy the profound sense of feeling new and fresh. It's like getting a reset on life.
I have a high need for stimulation and am often the one who keeps others talking until dawn. I find chaotic situations, which everyone complains about because they don’t have a standard answer, highly stimulating. When it’s stormy, I like to go outside and enjoy the turbulence of nature. I find conflict entertaining and eternal peace boring. When it comes to physical relaxation, the sauna is the most attractive option. No one is allowed to talk in the sauna, except about existential matters, but never about everyday problems, because that would take away the special aura of the sauna. It is also important to lie down on a large sauna towel. After the sauna, I spend an hour or two in the relaxation room, where no one is allowed to talk, because I want to let my mind wander. Unfortunately, many people who have a sauna at home are sauna barbarians. The sauna is almost always unusable because it is full of things, because it is broken or because no one can imagine using it again. What a shame! Another way to relax physically is to exercise to the point of exhaustion. I recently attended a two-day martial arts workshop. Of course, I had frozen ice packs as a precaution, because you can’t leave without bruising. But on the second day I could hardly leave the dojo, I could only imagine crawling like a worm. Strangely, I managed to get home without help, where I got the cold packs, went to bed, grabbed the headphones and then closed my eyes to concentrate on the music for hours. I had done this for so many years before with various martial arts, and it is amazing how much effort it takes to produce such exhaustion for optimal musical enjoyment. I also used to go to the Philharmonic with my girlfriend, who was taking singing lessons, and strangely enough I spent less time there listening to the music than I did reflecting on myself. Then there are the pleasures of massage. I am amazed that there are people who find it repulsive to be touched by others. Of course, not every masseur is a genius, but it is a very pleasurable experience to be expertly kneaded. If you don’t want to enjoy the trance state, you can have a chat, which is particularly interesting abroad. I can easily fall into such a trance at the hairdresser’s and find it very annoying when it is interrupted by questions from the hairdresser or abruptly ended by him. The most modest aid is a bathtub filled with hot water and a pleasant scent. A substitute for the sauna. Is there a more humble solution? In the army, when there was nothing to do and I didn’t want to mess up the bed, I’d just stretch out on the parquet floor, especially if I was wearing overalls over my uniform anyway. Then I could imagine whatever I wanted and forget about the uninspiring surroundings. Is there an easier solution? Lying around, scantily clad, feeling the wind blow over my body. But now it’s getting too ascetic after all! I find it very relaxing to enjoy myself with a sweet creature in the intense light of the late afternoon, and then later in the evening to chat with a trusted friend in a gourmet restaurant – two sensual pleasures in one day, plus the lively conversation. It doesn’t get much better than that, Many people use alcohol as their favourite means of relaxation and comfort. When they are young, they brag about how much they drank, and when they are old, they brag about how hard the detox was. Disgusting.
Erm, I don't see a tree with a gun, let alone the guy behind it. . (It's Monday and I'm in a contrary mood).
Yep and I was poking fun at your grammar. lol I think you meant to write, "did you edit out the guy with the gun, behind the tree".