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I'm around a lot of parkour practitioners so what is normal to me seems widely off the mark compared to the experiences of most everyday working folks. From my odd vantage point everyone else seems so desperate, scrambling for money in a sadistic game of musical chairs. Everyone is trying to one up each other and make it big so that they can have a big house, fancy car, kids, etc. People are all in debt to whatever it is that society tells them they should want. Once they're in debt, they're slaves to whatever work they can get, probably something under their ability, something rote, something robotic. They're probably working a job that makes them bored to tears but even if they do have something that allows them to express their unique human creativity, it is being harvested by their company or whatever it is. It is being sucked out of them for a specific price. People are essentially renting out their minds and bodies for pieces of green paper that allow them to eat, clothe themselves, to sleep somewhere to recover from the monotony, just to do it all again. Is it any wonder that people don't go outside anymore or at least exercise? Is it any wonder that people who are enthusiastic about exercising do it by overcompensating and crossfit their joints off?
When we live in the world like we're robots we break down because we're not supposed to be robots, we're not supposed to be slaves. It's not our fault though. It's a form of structural violence. We have created systems to handle and harvest the human mind and body to essentially keep the holy economy moving. Health, happiness, and purpose exist in this system but only as a coincidence,it's not the focus, it's luck really. People find ways to cope but it's not good enough, not in 2015. We're behind in our thinking about human happiness. The stamping out of our physical and mental capabilities begins at a young age and continues throughout our life in one form or another. A church is a school is a prison is a job.
Parkour is another reaction to all this madness. It looks around at all the things we've built and circumvents the original purpose. The purpose of limiting or directing one's movement. What was once a tool of tyranny is now the means to freedom. We can show the world, and more importantly, ourselves that we're not just cogs in the machine. Yes climbing a tree is an act of civil disobedience, of nonviolent resistance to what we're being told by society to desire. No theme park, video game, or movie can surpass the feeling of masterfully moving your body through space without having to fucking pay for it. Stop consuming, start moving. You can find fulfillment for free.People are already catching on. This is for the people who just weren't sure.
