Hating on Karma
kar·ma
noun
1. (in Hinduism and Buddhism) the sum of a person's actions in this and previous states of existence, viewed as deciding their fate in future existences.
o
informal
destiny or fate, following as effect from cause.
Karma was mentioned to me recently in reaction to a certain little web meltdown and my involvement by stoking the coals, fueling the fire, twisting the knife, throwing salt in dat wound; take your pick, I have accused / accepted the role before on the back end of a fall out and will play that role in the future. I could examine the reasons I do such, but in case minimal fuel was required and the result none of which anyone expected. Sand in a bag, a natural soil, construction material, when brought together constructs a whole other meaning in the context being used. A context which has its own
baggage on this site, this activity,
sport in general. A term that should be used lightly otherwise karma is going to get you.
But does it? Can we ever know? Most of us know the term, probably used it at some point, but probably use it in the western sense of the word; worry about being bitten by it. As seen above, the origins are in Hinduism and Buddhism and while we all think getting the ancient tea at the local coffee or Teavana (in the fancy pot ofcourse) brings us closer to this, we are far from even trying to relate to the core of the meaning. So if I am to believe in karma and reincarnation (thank you Shelter, 108 and Perma and my sXe fiends in high school who dabbled in Krisha), the karma of a lifetime determines what ones soul will be reborn as in the next life beliefs and mild internet poking is very insignificant. The human realm appears to be a good one, one that most waste and hence come back as an animal. Can any of us here move on to the demigod or god realm, probably not.
But karma in the sense of somehow we are paid back from good/bad in the short term. Many people do immense good and are just dealt a shitty hand. I have seen this personally, all of us have. That person who is the best you know and they are dealt the same crap, or worse, than the worst person you know. It is not all by chance, but it isn’t karma either. You could say that
@pearl getting stuck on RT 1 last night was @MTBNJ karma but that is just something we can point to and say, see that happened BECAUSE. You could point out a million things like this. So do I believe in karma, sorta, but truly, sorta no.
Haters Gonna Hate
Man, I
hate that term, Haters. Everything not in support is hating now. We were brought up learning; if you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say anything at all. I see a lot of people not saying anything, so obviously they don’t have anything good to say. So when you do say something, regardless of the intention, you are a hater. Ridiculous. Maybe I think this way because I am a hater. I just hate everything. I hate riding my bike, I hate seeing the sunrise each morning, I hate full moons, I hate climbing a hill in the rain and dark, I hate when you slow down and enjoy the quiet, I hate when you have those once in a year rides, I hate that riding a bike is the closest that any of us will get to flying, floating. Hate, hate, hate. If people want to focus on just that, then they be hating themselves, so we are all in an endless circle of hate. Broaden the focus;
hate on here is such a minimal part of our daily lives so let’s see it for what it is.
So Speaking of Being Dealt Shitty Cards
I will follow up on this because my previous threads helped me get through it, riding still gets me through
it and I know some may be interested. Last week saw my wife’s 6 year anniversary to being diagnosed with breast cancer, her cancerversary if you will. It is an anniversary that nobody wants but many have. Each one is a celebration of life, not dying. This is a case of what I spoke about above, a good person dealt of shit hand, straight up lemons. My wife could have had her treatment, beat it and went on her way. But no, she saw a gaping hole in support of young women facing this disease and sought out to do something about it, both on a local, state and national level. By means of starting a local support group, assisting in coordination of state and regional events and donating services to national organizations, she gives back far more than she received and continues to do so. She now as upwards of 20 regulars to her support group on a monthly basis, numbers you never want to go higher but it also means that it is more people that have an outlet. She starts a new chapter in that journey today and is/will be an inspiration to young women facing this disease. The cancer she has is genetic and she will do all she can that our kids, mainly our daughters are never left feeling alone if they are faced with this. Cancer scares the shit out of me, it is real, it is horrible and it brought out the best in my wife. I support everything she does related to this, it brings out the best in me, which pretty much no on sees on here. I stand by her without question because damn did she make lemonade,
pink lemonade, out of some sour fucking lemons.
Some may wonder how a person such as this can deal with a
hater such as myself, but maybe that puts my
hatin’ in perspective.
