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   As it was, Soc's style was constantly changing, unorthodox, humorous, and even bizarre. Once he ran…
December 13th, 2013 (December 14th, 2013)
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   As it was, Soc's style was constantly changing, unorthodox, humorous, and even bizarre. Once he ran screaming after a little white dog that had just peed on the station steps —right in the middle of a lecture he was giving me on the « supreme benefits of an unshakably serene composure. »

   Another time, about a week later, after we'd stayed up all night, we walked to Strawberry Creek and stood on a bridge, looking down at the stream overflowing with the winter rains.
   « I wonder how deep the stream is today » I casually remarked, gazing absentmindedly down into the rushing waters. The next thing I know, I'd splashed into the churning, muddy brown water.
   He had tossed me off the bridge!
   « Well, how deep is it? »
   « Deep enough, » I sputtered, dragging myself and my waterlogged clothes to shore. So much for idle speculation.


Excerpt from "Way of the Peaceful Warrior",  a novel by Dan Millman
Buy via http://www.koan.mu/books/Way-of-the-Peaceful-Warrior.htm
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Photo: "Crater Lake" by © Andy Spearing
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