about the social psyche that can convert a game between mere mortals into "a beautiful game" worthy of Nature's attention.
And yet, my mouth drops at the patterns we human beings construct to explain our collective experience, and to illustrate our collective genius.
Tell me: How flat-out amazing is it to be a human being in a universe without end?
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That would explain a lot.
I think that He has put Himself to sleep playing soccer about 95 years ago, and everything has gone to Hell since. :)
Damn soccer!
-Don Brouhaha
"How flat-out amazing is it to be a human being in a universe without end?"
Pretty doggone, huh?
But it is in the very patterns that the Divine can be perceived...
I think that He has put Himself to sleep playing soccer about 95 years ago, and everything has gone to Hell since. :)
Heathen.
We all have our favorite sports, but sometimes I wish I could replay for you the memory of watching my youngest son play when he was really 'on'.
I watched my boys play an awful lot of sports over the years (unfortunately never baseball), but it was only soccer that stays in my mind. And it was, truly, a thing of beauty to watch my child do things I don't think I could do in a million years.
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