The Sacred Hole

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A lot of people yearn to be part of something bigger than themselves, something truly glorious, something that can give their life purpose. Some people climb the corporate ladder, others join the military, and some will selflessly dedicate their life to charity. But deep down, all we truly want is to not only see a really, really deep hole at the beach, but to know that we contributed to making such a big, cool hole in the sand.

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A lot of people yearn to be part of something bigger than themselves, something truly glorious, something that can give their life purpose. Some people climb the corporate ladder, others join the military, and some will selflessly dedicate their life to charity. But deep down, all we truly want is to not only see a really, really deep hole at the beach, but to know that we contributed to making such a big, cool hole in the sand.

A lot of people yearn to be part of something bigger than themselves, something truly glorious, something that can give their life purpose. Some people climb the corporate ladder, others join the military, and some will selflessly dedicate their life to charity. But deep down, all we truly want is to not only see a really, really deep copypasta on lemmy, but to know that we contributed to making such a big, cool copypasta on lemmy.

I was here~~~~

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A lot of people yearn to be part of something bigger than themselves, something truly glorious, something that can give their life purpose. Some people climb the corporate ladder, others join the military, and some will selflessly dedicate their life to charity. But deep down, all we truly want is to not only see a really, really deep hole at the beach, but to know that we contributed to making such a big, cool hole in the sand.

Me too!

A lot of people yearn to be part of something bigger than themselves, something truly glorious, something that can give their life purpose. Some people climb the corporate ladder, others join the military, and some will selflessly dedicate their life to charity. But deep down, all we truly want is to not only see a really, really deep hole at the beach, but to know that we contributed to making such a big, cool hole in the sand.

A lot of people yearn to be part of something bigger than themselves, something truly glorious, something that can give their life purpose. Some people climb the corporate ladder, others join the military, and some will selflessly dedicate their life to charity. But deep down, all we truly want is to not only see a really, really deep copypasta on lemmy, but to know that we contributed to making such a big, cool copypasta on lemmy.

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A lot of people yearn to be part of something bigger than themselves, something truly glorious, something that can give their life purpose. Some people climb the corporate ladder, others join the military, and some will selflessly dedicate their life to charity. But deep down, all we truly want is to not only see a really, really deep hole at the beach, but to know that we contributed to making such a big, cool hole in the sand.

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I was fortunate to be involved in such an endeavour when I was a kid. Complete strangers, very little talking, we knew our job, we got in there and got the job done.

How'd you guys know it was done?

You all stop, look at the hole, and collectively have that feeling of it being done. There's no need for words. You came together, you dug a hole, now to go back to your separate vacations/lives and think back wistfully on the better days in the hole.

It's just done when it's done, or when mom calls for you to go home.

Our forefathers had the great wars.

We have sandholes.

The children, they yearn for the mines

This is why children are called minors.

LOL, I'm 52 and I'd be all over this.

"What y'all doin'?"

"Making a hole."

"Why?"

"No reason."

"Got another shovel?"

"Why"

This right here shows you're 52.

I used to live in Louisiana and had a friend with a house on one of the enormous lakes there. I was hanging out there one day when he decided to move a big slab of steel-sided building that had been lying in the water there for years. He wasn't doing anything productive with it, just wanted it moved 30 or 40 feet to one side, so he hopped into the water with his snorkel-equipped ATV and started fucking with it a little bit. Within ten minutes or so, about 15 of his neighbors had shown up in their snorkel-equipped ATVs (without being called or anything communicative like that) and started "helping", which amounted to everybody randomly nudging the slab from all sides without budging it even an inch. Eventually they gave up and drank beer.

Women want to know what we want, when it is really this simple, a hole, some shovels, and the boys.

Reminds me of that Irish hole that the news thought was a meteor strike, when it was in fact just made by some lads the day before for the hell of it.

Sometimes guys just wanna dig a random hole. Peak "boys will be boys" right here.

To be clear, the text in the bottom half of this meme is 100% accurate, though rarely, if ever, spoken out loud. When you approached The Hole, you'd briefly exchange glances with the other diggers, they'd nod, silently acknowledging a new ally and, without a word, affirming "you know what to do."

I feel like this was at the age before you learnt how to interact with strangers... or perhaps before you temporarily forgot how to.

Probably the latter. Back then making a new friend was as easy as walking up to the other kid and just joining in. You like Hot Wheels? I also like Hot Wheels.

Making friends as an adult is awkward as hell, even if you share the same interests. "I had fun and would like to hang out with you again, but asking another grown ass man you just met for their contact info is a strange and terrifying concept."

Boys? Don't dig deeper than you are tall, ok? Sand can fall in on itself. If it's up to your neck, we dig you out. If it's over your head, we don't get to come to the beach again.

Got that, boys? Okay. Grab a spade.

2 weeks later, the hole has stairs carved out of the relief of the wall, children wearing hard hats are calling up to their parents asking for 5 for minutes at the beach.

I've literally experienced this except we were drunk adults and not kids. We ended up with like 10 guys and the hole was about 5 foot in every direction by the time someone shut us down.

I always take a full sized shovel to the beach, none of this small plastic shit, and it always attracts positive attention from kids and dads!

One another bottomless pit attracts future bottoms. It's a danger for our top\bottom economy.

Oh, look, a bottomless pit! goes into it Not anymore! - an edit to a manga by Junji Ito, The Enigma of Amigara Fault

I remember doing this at some local body of water that isn't really big enough to have waves. The boys group as a collective would often dig a hole close to the water though instead of a bit further away.

It actually had some use though: once the hole was wide and deep enough, you could flood it with water. Since the water level was quite shallow, the sun heated up the water quite a lot more, which felt like having created your own private jacuzzi.

It was awesome and I fondly look back to those memories of some boys having a common goal despite not knowing each other. Good times.

This is also how the pyramids happened.

I've been thinking the same, only literally. I think mining for ore and minerals predates building pyramids. Once you start mining, where do you put all the useless rock you displace? You have to move it, obviously, or you won't be able to get to the mine, and you need to store it as efficiently as possible so as to minimize the labor you spend on an unprofitable side task.

Sooner or later you'll have a pyramid whether you wanted one or not.

Pyramids are the natural conclusion of mining. They're found all over the planet, too, so it's not like one guy came up with the concept. It's a silly prospect in any case, what good is a neatly organized pile of rocks?

I miss doing things for the sake of just doing them. I don't have enough of that in my life.

It’s called play, and it’s what we do as kids naturally. Play is just as beneficial for adults. Go play!

If you build a great hole, beware the great pile being built next to it.

Someone will turn that into a sandcastle I'm sure

Or it will forever be a mound. Untill the tide comes in.

Most men don't accept other men digging their holes.

Why the down votes, aren't heterosexual men against being penetrated ?