Understanding the 10 Most Destructive Human Behaviors: self-destruction, lie, craving violence, steal, cheat, clinging to bad habits, bully, stress out, gamble and gossip.
We are the oneness as human race. Western way is inclined to dualism for showing a methodology for the life; Eastern way is prone to monism for indicating an ultimate for the life. On the basis of humanity, West and East ought to complement each other. Only one way to make them workable must service fulfillment of majority of the people worldwide as opposed to minority for the part of whole world. Even though the Hashers still stay minority, they exercise majority’s trend for health and happiness by melting into the nature weekly for long-standing role model of transcendentalism.
2 running hares want to be a sugar daddy by using a board pen to generate a semiosis in the trail innovatively, to the end, those 2 hares have to take it upon themselves to lead the way for 17 hashers who all hardly find out a surefire sign in a trying trail from the start point to the first beer stop and induces a novice young lady to get lost to the hilt. Burrowing into an a-person-wide hutong and careering along the avenue without mark, first getting a implication to make sure the trail by Just Yogi as a hare, an Open Check in a high-rises living community confuses the hashers completely. Another hare, Eratica has to show a direction by his body. Now and then, Finger My Dough can detect a sign to be ahead; Just Zack runs around for nothing for his first time journey of Bejing HHH; Hebei Horse Herpes canters with delight to pull ahead at times; but not a mark for a length, the hare has to call back for another alleyway. A quiet zigzag hutong sheds light to somewhat marks in easier way. At tentative moment at the end of hutong, couples of hashing walkers hared by select Bjorn Again standing in front of a small shop stop the runners for first beer stop. Just Joyce runs at a good bat; Creamy Lips fetches out a lunch box of self-made lumps of cake to entertain the hashers; CumShot and Dazed and Confused shop some stuffs. After a little schmoozing, snacking and nipping, GM, D&C yells out an Open Check; Eratica scats away to put the chalk mark for the next earlier.
The trail seems to be set up for the hutong-addict by passing through quasi-capricious turnovers and non-memory-retrieval intersections. Intuitive knowledge is replaced by that clear-cut chalk signs chip away at cryptic message of board pen. Coursing southward along the avenue and snarling traffic. Crash Test Dummy rushes afront on the right track. Out of the blue, a sonorous voice for ahoy from the opposite street seizes the attention of the hashers, turns out the hare, Eratica erecting before a row of retail sections waves the hashers for second beer stop then. Talking identifies hasher-selves with drinking for a while. Quickly moving on to a park called Dragon Pool Park, symbolically charges small fee for a ticket. Certain decoration is underway for a local New Year ambience, i.e., the parkway is racked by a row of big arched beams that are emblazoned by local redness and unique local adornments. The hustle and bustle of folks step in and out of this park with hubbub of voices, in a no distance, there’s a big artificial ski resort enclosed by towering iron wire, a snowy hill’s slope amuses a gaggle of the kids to scream by sliding down on sledge-like swayingly and a few of huge plastic bubble rollers load some children inside to roll back and forth, dense dotted concourse bringing their brats play a ski game on dazzlingly white vast playground, not a pharisaical relation over there, everybody is to come upon for having fun, all hashers gathering behind this winter meme shoot the group pictures and then kick off an effervescent trail.
Merely 3 hashers persisting in Sunday’s hashing and Saturday’s Boxer such as Discount dildo, Lost in Marks&Spencer and Karate. Eratica twigs to take the lead in person for an uptempo go-ahead. An iced lake and rockery prove the footprint of the hashers and file out the southern gate of this park. At a point of Open Check at a fork, spreading out all hashers, further down the southern trail, Pickle Boy at last meets a mark and shouts it out to the others. Snaking through a long alleyway with a kind of sequestered surroundings and encounters a chalk mark with big word of ADVENTURE, continuing to dead ahead for another Open Check, going down some steps to a bank of the canal. It bids fair to follow readable marks on slab-paved bypath. When stepping up a main street, a Three-Way baffles the hashers to knock off work, Eratica has to race to a pathlet agley with whooping out a mark. PB has begun to lay bare on his upside with dripping sweat. As hitting a downgrading to a 3rd ring road being blocked off by high iron wire that seems to be a cul-de-sac for a short time, to the point that Eratica opens an iron-wire door archly as if the hashers stumble to see the light. Moving on the right under a dim space of spaghetti junction, in substance, keeping a beeline trail northerly along a street by a street.
Other hare, Just Yogi holding a bottle of beer ratchets down the hashers to come to halt for third beer shop—extra perk and only for the runners. Discount Dildo has been sticking to run the most part. With sip and chat, awaiting D&C and CTD catching up as last group, manipulating the hashers’s perception of time to swing back to restaurant seated in an unassuming hutong. Drill Me pops up with decent tog and drives away soon.
The doozie part of a parking lot embraces a seriocomic down-down circle hosted by D&C as GM and LiM&S as RA whose motivational harangues slobber over the hares and featured hashers that ignite a constellation of inward-looking resonation from all hashers for good or for ill, the mixture of punishment and award: a plastic hookah-like drinking gadget D&C bought newly and the beer is poured into the top, the small hole of a funnel links a long pipe up to a drinking hole, 2 hares in turns sucks it with famous Hash song, “Suck Swallow…” and disclosed hashers are called in for a bibbing and putting forward to perform expedited procedure, bidding welcome to 2 noobs with Hash song and present, as such, some latecomers and long-time-no-sees (at least 2 weeks). Just Yogi scores her Beijing HHH 10th run patch. Some hashers guffaw and watch in silence like Just Paul, Just Reazzat and so on. Showing up everything but the kitchen sink with its waggery and predisposed xbox. PB and BA volunteer to serve the beer for a BeerB**ch. All hashing performances are near and dear to the hashers as indelible dramedy, being glared down by innermost passion. The half gets through an experience of local yummy and meditative supper. Oops! Forget to ask the hares to sing a song of Beatles. The classic is like the sky is the limit.
When a sensible man ceases to see different identities due to different material bodies and he sees how beings are expanded everywhere, he attains to the conception of ultimate reality those who see with eyes of knowledge the difference between the body and the knower of the body, and can also understand the process of liberation from bondage in material nature, attain to the supreme goal.
On On…
Pickle Boy
Beijing. Tuesday,
February 03, 2015
