i often wonder... why do men climd the highest mountains , sail the high seas , walk for hundreds of miles in the most arrid of climates too lose fingers to frost bite, too lose all they ever had , for wha t? a trophy, no a line in a world record book? no. what makes these men/women, do this , what drives them, what do they see at the end to get them through, do they see anything at all? or do they just do it ? why are only a precious few so gifted, sop unique, so dearly special. are they closer to the truth ? do they know the answer? maybe.. just maybe they knew long before they came back fora second round.
Originally posted by biggest bThis thread is to ZzZzZzZzZzZ AKA:Boring
i often wonder... why do men climd the highest mountains , sail the high seas , walk for hundreds of miles in the most arrid of climates too lose fingers to frost bite, too lose all they ever had , for wha t? a trophy, no a line in a world record book? no. what makes these men/women, do this , what drives them, what do they see at the end to get them throu ...[text shortened]... they know the answer? maybe.. just maybe they knew long before they came back fora second round.
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Originally posted by biggest bI've wondered the same thing, in a way.
i often wonder... why do men climd the highest mountains , sail the high seas , walk for hundreds of miles in the most arrid of climates too lose fingers to frost bite, too lose all they ever had , for wha t? a trophy, no a line in a world record book? no. what makes these men/women, do this , what drives them, what do they see at the end to get them throu ...[text shortened]... they know the answer? maybe.. just maybe they knew long before they came back fora second round.
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As for this guy, I think he sums it up best...
Evel Knievel was told Jim Rome he believed he had a 50-50 chance to live, but no chance of making his jump over Snake River.
Jim asked, "Well, if you had a 50-50 chance to live and not make the jump at all, why did you do it?"
Evel said, "Do you know who I am?"
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Originally posted by biggest bRecognition!
i often wonder... why do men climd the highest mountains , sail the high seas , walk for hundreds of miles in the most arrid of climates too lose fingers to frost bite, too lose all they ever had , for wha t? a trophy, no a line in a world record book? no. what makes these men/women, do this , what drives them, what do they see at the end to get them throu ...[text shortened]... they know the answer? maybe.. just maybe they knew long before they came back fora second round.
Look at it like this. In 100 years time, who will know about you? Who will know about me? No one. Unless they read your actual tomb stone, if you are rich enough to have one.
It is the human instinct and subconscious idiocy that is human, to be somehow immortal, and always receive recognition. To live forever in others thoughts and minds. Even if it is from beyond the grave when we are dead.
We are one crazy plucked up species.