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"What if, some day or night, a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence - even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again, and you with it, speck of dust!' Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: 'You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.'"
— Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science, with a Prelude in Rhymes and an Appendix of Songs
Hello. I like words, so the name of my blog, bannerword, is a portmanteau of my last name and the word "word". Some common themes are bikes, books, girls reading books, book covers, anthropology, mythology, kettlebells, rowing, strength training, anyone doing hardcore shit, pin-up girls, ancient ephemera, the human condition, and assorted things that happen to me in the course of the day. It's not as quick and dirty as most things on tumblr, but rather more long-form in nature. As for me, I like my martinis dirty, my water clean, and my food with extra bacon. I was self-employed for a while, but I didn't pay myself very well, so I ended up quitting that gig. I think I came out about even though. Now I'm trying my hand at both acting and writing. The acting is working out alright, but I still need a day job. And the writing is coming along slowly. The working title of my book is "The Sasquatch Stole My Wallet." He really did. I'm still upset about that shit. I train primarily with hardstyle kettlebells, and I follow an evolutionary nutritional paradigm based on the writings of Weston Price. Also, I like to run with my dogs (a pit bull and a black lab) in and around the urban decay of central New Orleans. Mostly, though, I'm just trying to keep it together.
Please check out my other blog: Fuck Yeah Athletic Girls!
Here are some links that relate to strength training and evolutionary health:
Weston Price Foundation
Ancestral Health Society
Real Milk
Dragon Door
Gym Jones
Whole Health Source
Animal Pharm
Primal Body Primal Mind
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