I never understood the politics that threatened to ruin the essence of the Olympics. Why people set themselves on fire, why people were so hell-bent on boycotting the Olympics because it was held in China. None of it made sense--the Games and the essence behind the ceremonies should not be coated with the vile taste of politics, or evil.
The opening ceremony was surreal. It was art. I cried like a baby watching the beauty of it all.
I want to know when people will appreciate that which is human. People created those fantastic visuals.
I think you did a fantastic job with this
You touched on what I believe is the True meaning of the Olympics
As I believe you know I am a very firm believer that World Peace is going to be Reality
The Olmpics is the closest we are going to get to this until World Peace is a reality
Its amazing to me that more people dont realize just how Beautiful it is to see such unity at the Olmpics when so many countries are right now at war
Thank You for sharing what I Believe is an extremely important write
Please keep in touch!!!!
let me ramble (not like i ever have, mind you. ha):
what has all this free tibet, free tibet, free tibet you orwellian mind-controlling guinea pigs theatrics come to? i'm not sure. all i know is that politics and the spirit of the olympics should never rub shoulders against each other, that the whole point was to embrace the spirit of belonging and friendly competition and ignore the spaces in between occupied by deception and suffering and poverty and everything else. i mean, isn't that what the greeks did during frequent wars with each other? they'd stop warring so that they could send their best athletes to compete. and i've always thought that was a supergroovalicious thing to do. if war-torn hoplite swordfreaks can do it, then i'm not sure why we can't, either.
but it's happened in munich and moscow and los angeles, i believe, boycotted by the opposing powers to be with a certain beef to roast/baste/fry/grill/insert other culinary idiom here.
what you propose to me seems to be in the true spirit of what it's meant to be about. but in saying that, i've always perceived sport to be civilised warfare underneath... just look at every contact sport involving balls and points: replace that with uzi's/bazookas and casualty rates/statistics and it's only marginally different.
but i guess all you need to do is dress it differently and people will be appeased.
i'm not sure if this comment has anything to do with pavlova or kiwifruit. or the cream you spatula all over... i'm feeling loopy, i am.
Thanks for the fave, Nan. The third line is a continuation of the second and implies getting beneath the surface to the vein that absorbs/accepts all color. The last line is the stand alone that asks if the 'torch' will cleanse of everything but pure enjoyment of living. Some compete to win, some compete for the pleasure of participation. Do you think I should divide that last section differently? I'm not sure...