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misschraddøn
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Keep Marching On by misschraddøn

June 3rd, 2009 1:26 AM / Location: 53.488907,-2.233421

INSTRUCTIONS: Destroy a piece of your past.

I got to thinking about what part of my past I could destroy and couldn't really come up with anything. It wasn't so much for a lack of anything to destroy. Rather an abundance of the stuff.

A little information for you first...

I am a hoarder. I have been brought up always holding onto things, attaching meaning and significance to things that don't really matter. Consequently this has always led to me holding onto the past and deifying memory.

WELL ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!

Last week I read something somewhere (I'm pretty remiss for not remembering) that read:
"If you only concern yourself with the present, in the future you'll never have cause to regret the past."

I liked that, it rang very true with me.

I kind of forgot about the task for an hour or two whilst trying to figure out something to destroy, and was checking out other Player's completed tasks when I came across one which inspired me (revealed further below!). The inspiration?

CLOTHES

For some inexplicable reason, I hoard clothes more than anything else. I've literally got a drawer full of things I haven't worn for years and years. As suggested above, I believe this has to do with my fear of letting go of the past. Time to deal with that running...

I delved into my drawers, picked a favourite t-shirt from my past and got to work...

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Old View of the T - Shirt

Old View of the T - Shirt

So this is me back in 2005 wearing the t-shirt in question (whilst beating my family at mini-golf if I recall correctly).


The T Shirt is laid out to meet its fate.

The T Shirt is laid out to meet its fate.


Snip sniperoo!

Snip sniperoo!


The offensive design

The offensive design

Old people used to go nuts when I wore this t-shirt. They literally used to think two sketchily illustrated bums were the worst thing ever.


be as you are

be as you are


a reminder of one of the reasons I loved this shirt so much...

a reminder of one of the reasons I loved this shirt so much...


I started cutting the t-shirt into strips

I started cutting the t-shirt into strips

although I'm not entirely sure why...


the strip pile grew bigger...

the strip pile grew bigger...


and bigger...

and bigger...


when I had finished cutting the shirt into strips...

when I had finished cutting the shirt into strips...

I began considering the implications of destruction and creation. As referenced above, another player's previous exploits had inspired me in this particular task. I a of course referring to BlueTulip's take on "Not the intended Use" (http://sf0.org/BlueTulip/Not-The-intended-Use/) and decided to see if I can could make my strip-shirt into something useful... A rope perhaps...


the rope just got longer and longer...

the rope just got longer and longer...


...and ended up quite long!

...and ended up quite long!


each row here is a metre long...

each row here is a metre long...

count the rows and one t-shirt = 11 metres! that's 37.5 feet!


I attached the end of my shirt-rope to my balcony...

I attached the end of my shirt-rope to my balcony...


... and tied a box of matches to the other end.

... and tied a box of matches to the other end.


NPC Cadwell was on hand to lower down the shirt-rope

NPC Cadwell was on hand to lower down the shirt-rope


further...

further...


...and further...

...and further...


almost there...

almost there...


reaching the ground exactly!

reaching the ground exactly!

Meaning my apartment is eleven metres up fact fans!


After giving the shirt one more useful outing...

After giving the shirt one more useful outing...


...I set fire to it...

...I set fire to it...


the fire rages on!

the fire rages on!


Five minutes later it was still smoldering...

Five minutes later it was still smoldering...


later on, nothing was left.

later on, nothing was left.

The t-shirt had become one with the wind. From a physical thing embedded with false significance, to ash as tangible as memory. It felt good letting go.


another interesting use of old t-shirts...

another interesting use of old t-shirts...

my good friend Chris' fiancee sewed some of his old favourites onto their duvet cover... :D



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posted by MonkeyBoy Dan on June 3rd, 2009 3:36 AM

You only get 2 votes because you've made it sound boring written down compared to our converstion about it. You might think about doing more descriptive videos if you can avoid using evil windows movie maker.

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posted by Blue Tulip on June 3rd, 2009 12:02 PM

I'm honored!