2004-12-14 - 1:02 p.m.
Please note that the propeller is not turning, and that this gentleman is alone in the aircraft.
I�d like to think of this picture as a good example of my life philosophy.
If your flying along and the engine quits, you can either hang on to the stick and scream all the way down,
Or you can get out there and try to fix it.
Of course you might crash anyway, but at least the clean up crew will be impressed.
Must work, check out this poem by Billy Collins
Dharma
The way the dog trots out the front door
every morning
without a hat or an umbrella,
without any money
or the keys to her doghouse
never fails to fill the saucer of my heart
with milky admiration.
Who provides a finer example
of a life without encumbrance�
Thoreau in his curtainless hut
with a single plate, a single spoon?
Gandhi with his staff and his holy diapers?
Off she goes into the material world
with nothing but her brown coat
and her modest blue collar,
following only her wet nose,
the twin portals of her steady breathing,
followed only by the plume of her tail.
If only she did not shove the cat aside
every morning
and eat all his food
what a model of self-containment she
would be,
what a paragon of earthly detachment.
If only she were not so eager
for a rub behind the ears,
so acrobatic in her welcomes,
if only I were not her god.
- Billy Collins
