Thoughts on skate. It is meditative. It is flow if you do it right. You step on the board, push and everything else blacks out physically, spiritually and mentally. Everything you once saw becomes only surface that you can or can’t skate. All that matters is the ride. Tricks are a way of pushing deeper into said state. Pushing faster you rapidly calculate everything the comes into your field of being. Not intentionally. Full auto pilot where your instincts do all the work. The world is a blur and people are cardboard cutouts you just pass by. A part of the background or obstacle to get past. This is not a sport, phase or hobby. It’s a life force. It’s the flow of actually living. Inactivity is a pantomime of life.