Kenya, 2004. Climbing to the top of a small mountain I never thought I was going to make it up. I sprinted the last 100 or so metres up to the summit through cloud forest and the trees opened up to the most amazing view. So exhilarating. That whole day was unreal. Ran down that mountain after our Masai guide, drank a cold Kenyan beer on top of a massive rock overlooking miles and miles of Acacia trees, catching the occasional fleeting glimpse of Elephants or Giraffe picking their way through as the sun set. I never thought the real Africa would live up to Africa I'd seen in nature documentaries...then it did.

>> ^Esoog:

I just dont get it. Is life so boring that these guys need to do this to feel alive? Why dont they wear some kind of chute? Would it make the climbing too hard? Or defeat the purpose? I know it would probably rarely save a life...but maybe this same type is cautious thinking is why I could never do something like this.


I was wondering the same thing -- if I could offer him a safety system that he wouldn't even feel (e.g. a huge stuntman pillow at the base of the cliff), would he refuse? Is it the freedom that is exhilarating, or is it the risk?

I usually can't stand people who are careless with their lives, but for some reason I have a lot of respect for this guy. He seems to have a good head on his shoulders, and the things he does are amazing. I can't tell if I'm more impressed with his athletic ability, his bravery, or his insanity.

>> ^Ryjkyj:

This is amazing, exciting, exhilarating and beautiful, so I hate to bring it up, but I think that what these guys are doing is gliding... not flying.


They are falling....with style.

They need to incorporate this into the next James Bond movie somehow.

This is amazing, exciting, exhilarating and beautiful, so I hate to bring it up, but I think that what these guys are doing is gliding... not flying.

My parents were pretty strict too, but apparently not to the level of your mother. The first PG movie I saw was in fact Star Wars, when I was 10. I even saw it twice, not only because it was cool but it felt so exhilarating to see a PG movie. Then my brother and I figured out that we could buy tickets for a PG movie then sneak into a (gasp!) R-rated film at the multiplex. I can't remember for certain what the first R-rated movie I saw was, but maybe 'The Amityville Horror'? Thus my descent into evil began.

Re: Steve Martin - My parents didn't hate him, but they couldn't for the life of them see how he was funny. And you know back in the late '70s (if you can remember THAT far back) Steve Martin was the KING of comedians. Most standup comics performed in clubs and theaters, but Steve Martin was selling out arenas. In Omaha he sold out a 14,000 seat show. I've never seen anything like it before or since.

You should really check into Star Wars. It's a charming little film, and it has a few fans. Kind of an art house flick, but not too artsy fartsy.

In reply to this comment by Issykitty:
Yep, I really did. I remember not being able to see or do very much in terms of movies/ tv throughout my childhood/ teens unless I caught the occasional program at a friends house. I had a very very controlling and strict mama who thought all non-G-rated tv/ movies were the devil. I also clearly remember that she particularly did NOT like Steve Martin. LOL

edit: About your link... I am intrigued. What is this Star Wars thing?

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You really live a sheltered life, don't you? Hopefully you'll get around to watching this some time soon.In reply to this comment by dystopianfuturetoday:
Issy just saw The Jerk for the first time last night. *quality flick

That was FANTASTIC. What brilliant rhetoric and reasoning from a man who obviously knows what he's talking about. That was absolutely exhilarating to watch. That's right, exhilarating.

>> ^cybrbeast:

This is definitely going into my watch when tripping folder


One of my fondest hallucination memories: sitting under a tall tree in a park late at night, the only sound was that almost magical white noise rushing through leaves, and I was at the peak of an LSD trip, having just inhaled some nitrous oxide. I lay down and looked up, and the canopy of the tree was silhouetted against the sky. The entire view turned into a 3-dimensional animated fractal set for a good minute or so.

Words probably can't convey the amalgamation of sensory experience that made that moment so exhilarating, but a part of this video triggered that memory quite strongly for me. Makes me want to trip again (it's been a long time).

Please don't cum all over the videos.>> ^Throbbin:
Watching video without a thumbnail feels like unprotected sex with a stranger. Exhilarating!

Watching video without a thumbnail feels like unprotected sex with a stranger. Exhilarating!

Dude!! That is so wrong! Now let the kid go.

btw he looks nothing like my sister.

In reply to this comment by therealblankman:
That's cool, I can respect that. Can you see what I'm doing right now? I'm thinking about your sister while I do it .

In reply to this comment by eric3579:
Look out your window. Stalking is my new passion. I find it exhilarating.

In reply to this comment by therealblankman:
Thanks, man. How did you knew?

In reply to this comment by eric3579:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

That's cool, I can respect that. Can you see what I'm doing right now? I'm thinking about your sister while I do it .

In reply to this comment by eric3579:
Look out your window. Stalking is my new passion. I find it exhilarating.

In reply to this comment by therealblankman:
Thanks, man. How did you knew?

In reply to this comment by eric3579:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Look out your window. Stalking is my new passion. I find it exhilarating.

In reply to this comment by therealblankman:
Thanks, man. How did you knew?

In reply to this comment by eric3579:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

>> ^laura:
I would like to promote this video in honor of having most of my hair above the waist singed off today. It was quite exhilarating since I didn't die and all.


I hope you're ok...maybe it will all grow back WHITE, like Moses!

I would like to *promote this video in honor of having most of my hair above the waist singed off today. It was quite exhilarating since I didn't die and all.

A short life is made all the more fulfilling by the ever-present threat of death. To be truly animal, focused only on the moment, with the narrowest of consciousness, things fading in and out of it as they become pertinent, can be quite exhilarating.

The risk of death is the price any conscious thing pays for the joy of avoiding it every day. It's a reality most of us here will hardly ever face, but there is no need to feel sorry for those that do.