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Posted: Hey to all, I ask this question for one reason, Yesterday I found myself making up a lame excuse to leave work 2 hours early because I felt the need to spinn after thinking of new moves all day.
My question is,what sort of things have you done for the love of poi??
and yes I did end up goin home and having a great afternoon
Cheerz Spike
ask yourself this??.......... When was the last time you dug a hole you could be proud of??? answers on a post card
Posted: uhhh, how about quitting my job and lifelong destiny to be a messiah and joining the circus and living on rice and beans and spirulina?for no money, lots of sweat, and blood, and tears, and engine grease? and no longer having fertile testicles, having pummelled them too many times as a beginner? and having burns on every part of my body (yay burns) and having to cut my pit hairs short? how about having every bit of clothing i own or ever buy be a costume of a cotton blend, because you never know when you'll be at a party and someone will beg you to do fire, and all your costumes are stained with black streaks? and not to mention the lung coughing thing after the 5 year point? and let's not forget the ccccountless hours spent sitting in front of this gosh dang machine, talking to people who are probably all fake fbi undercover trying to mess with my head so i'll divulge the secrets of the universe (surely ya'll can't be real, too good to be true)(or maybe it's the drug abuse in high school talking)! oo00o, how about dreaming about chain moves and even making love while firedancing in the astral world? basically devoting my life to them? is that enough? cause i can think of more...
-Such a price the gods exact for song: to become what we sing -Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty. -When the center of the storm does not move, you are in its path.