Best 28 quotes of Mekael Shane on MyQuotes

A gentleman protects secrets. A man of honor protects the truth.

And if some day, my sons ask, "Dad, why did you choose to climb?" Smiling, I'll reply, I climbed so you could fly.

Art You are The mystery philosophiæ The principia quotient of Music's quantum mathematics You are Unto yourself (Art) You are The rhythmic meter, compelling me To move and dance in symphony With numbers set to infinity You are Unto yourself (Art) You are The vertical measuring bar That causes my poetic heart To beat in the "now-now" time signature You are Unto yourself (Art) Excerpt from: 'Jacob's Ascent, New Collected poems by Mekael' © Mekael Shane 2019

As We Sail By We float Through purple velvet skies Out where, black holes are born And the Milky-Way dies We fly Through purple hazed skies Out where, nebulas fade And an apricot sun spies We coast Through purple blue skies Out where, the platinum moon sits and Supernovas explode as we sail by Excerpt from: Exegesis, a Decade of Poetry, by Mekael © Mekael Shane 2009

Be so full of love, so filled with joy, so illuminating, that others drown in darkness when not in your presence.

Climbing has taught me many lessons, one of the most important being, just how ever-present death is. Having faced death a few times now while climbing, has made me realize that I have no fear of it.

I am always humbled when my countrymen thank me for having served in the military. It humbles me because the honor of having served them, is mine.

I am the father of three sons, Cameron, Jordan and Tristan. Each is as unique, as are the stars in the sky. Each is his own imposable planet, filled with creative brilliance, blessed with boundless intelligence and imbued with the kind of strength of character, born of an ancient warrior ethos.

If you disrespect a man, that man may forgive you, but he will never forget how you disrespected him. However, if you slight that man, he's going to hate you for the rest of his life.

In order for mankind to be kinder, more love filled and more human with each other, we all have to be more intentional about being better, more transcendent in our humanness. Any human evil enough to enslave, colonize, unjustly criminalize, imperialize, slaughter or emotionally and physically brutalize other people, is not human. You can't be both inhuman and human at the same time. The two can't occupy the same human. The human animal has thus far, proven itself to be one of the worst species to have ever traversed this planet. No other species has ever shown such barbarity and anti-sentience to other sentient beings, like the human specie has. In order for our specie to further evolve. In order for our specie to work repair the damage we've done to this beautiful place we call and to the sentient family, our humanity and inhumanness, can longer walk hand in hand.

Interviewer: What helps to sustain you while you're climbing? Is there a particular Bible verse, or, song or song verse? Poem maybe? Mekael: That's a good question. Thoughts of my three sons, are my constant companions. Thoughts of them, help to keep me focused. As for other sources of inspiration....I'm a music lover. I think all Mountaineers and Poets are music lovers, so, when I'm climbing, I'm either in a Tupac zone, or I may be in a Linkin Park or Creed zone. Interviewer: Any song or verse in particular? Mekael: When during a climb, everything has aligned, Creed's 'Higher' pops into my head. I dig the part in the chorus when they sing..... 'Up high I feel like I'm, alive for the, very first time Set up high, I'm strong enough To take these dreams And make them mine

It was during my first expedition on Everest, that I first experienced the Puja. The word Puja is a Sanskrit word, Pūjā, and it means, "The worship of a particular God or Goddess." In our case, our Puja was in honor of Sagarmatha. Sagarmatha is the Nepalese name for Everest. We were beseeching her, asking her for not just a safe climb, but thanking her for allowing us an audience. Not trying to sound clichéd, but it was a transcendently beautiful experience.

I was born to live, in pursuit of the penultimate high. I am guaranteed a Homeric death, when it's my time to die.

Love is the seeking of a way of life. A way that cannot be sought alone. Poetry is the residence of all spiritual and physical things. Love is the transmitting of the acceptances of the things we find whilst we seek. Poetry is the blending of both love and art. Love is the giving of life, it is not charity, which is the giving of things. Poetry is the giving of self, it is the taking and giving of beauty. When combined, love and poetry colludes to turn on the light of our inner folds, done so with the appointed awareness of being in the presence of Source.

Me (Abridged) Time Seems.....to Just, fly by And get away from me But it, can't be That way With you and .......me You Seem.....to Possess - feelings The same - feelings Put them right here Put them all inside Put them right here .......inside me Excerpt from: Jacob's Ascent, New Poems by Mekael © Mekael Shane, 2019

Mountains are for me, a conservatory. It's there, that I am able to exist in the presence of transcendent sentient and symbiotic beings. From the mountains to the flora and fauna that lives on the mountains, I am both an awed witness to, and a humble beneficiary of their sprits. Sprits which are filled with life enriching light.

My children won't understand just how much they inspire me, until they have children of their own.

One day The Universe Will be pleased by The fruit of man's works Excerpt from: 'Jacob's Ascent, New Collected poems by Mekael' © Mekael Shane 2019

One of the greatest benefits of living abroad and traveling abroad, is learning how to appreciate meet people exactly where they are, and for exactly whom they are. Having climbed mountains all around the world, I was blessed to have met some of the most welcoming, warm, honest, most humble and most amazing people alive. They welcomed my team and I into their homes, like they'd known us their entire lives, like we were neighbors or family. From Indonesia to Tanzania, from Zanzibar to the Andes, I have been blessed to meet more of our human family, and I took a little bit of each with me when I parted. Their impact on me as a person, will bless me for the rest of my days.

One of the most beautiful sounds in the world, is hearing your child or children call you Dad.

Raising a son, is akin to building a nation. Inside him, is a message to deliver. Inside him, there's a mission to accomplish. Inside him, there's a purpose to pursue. As fathers, ours is the task of preparing him. As fathers, ours is the task of believing in him.

Soldiers train for war, but pray for peace

Sons are born to make their fathers better men.

The entire human lexicon would mean absolutely nothing, if women didn't exist in the world.

There are times in life, when you just have to say fuck it.

Thinking about my grandparents and my parents. My aunts, uncles, cousins, coaches, mentors and teachers. Everyone who had a hand in teaching me, hewing me, shaping me and empowering me, and I am overwhelmed by the knowledge that, I am the very reason, they ever existed at all.

Years ago, when I first started mountaineering, I was impetuous, heady, rash, impatient, prideful and arrogant. I in my mind, was both impervious and impregnable, "nothing could stop me," or so I thought. Then, I came face-to-face with Mount Everest for the first time, and she quickly humbled me. She forced me to do away with the false machismo, the fake toughness and the phony bravado, and in return, she blessed me with the gifts of comity, heightened inner-peace, calmness, and steadiness of both spirit and mind. Those blessings were gifts, gifts that rewrote my limbic system, and altered my pneuma. I now climb with laser clarity and aplomb. Less ardor, more piety born of apathetic ataraxia.

Your lies tells me as much about you, as do your truths.