I watch him struggle with bandage and wounds, the eyes are tired: I cannot take anymore he is saying inside a brave smile. The words are few, even shallow as we swallow the real words ; we have been here before. The quiet is familiar, almost like home. Weird. That I should feel at home in this. This place that breaks all else. Please do not ask me how I know the next moment will be brilliant. That this is the limit – we can race, or slow down. There is choice, Life or death. I choose Life. The stillness, calms. There are things to ask, seek ; there are things I do not know. I can race on, or switch gear…. beyond this is the next mile. There there is no faking it.
And so you touch this limit, something happens and you suddenly can go a little bit further. With your mind power, your determination, your instinct, and the experience as well, you can fly very high and dance to the music of life.
(Ayrton Senna).
Ayrton Senna driving for McLaren at the 1991 United States Grand Prix. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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We can’t really touch a limit until we have pushed one…or several…in our day to day lives. And that is often, but not always, painful. Stephan George said, “We can’t see the edge until we have suffered for the step beyond.” Someone else said, “When embarking on a far journey, you can’t focus on where you are going until you have left sight of the shore behind you.”
Thanks, as always.
” We cannot really touch a limit unless we have pushed one, or several in our day to day lives..” that is so much packed into one line. Can’t handle the sentence – eeeyowww am going off on this one.Need dinner. Need blog break. Too much awesome just said here. Its driving me to the wall. Literary Lew, please be guest writer on Innerdialect – say more on this topic ? Please…???