The essence of a unicycle is to become one with a unicyclist.
The essence of a unicyclist is to become one with a unicycle.
Me and my unicycles haven’t found the true essence yet - but we are working on it… 
Surely it’s in the nipples?
To obtain the true essence of unicycling you must squeeze your saddle out after a long sweaty, muddy ride.
Yoga, my man. B.K.S. Iyengar, possibly the most influential yogi still alive at 93 y.o., says that the human body does not flower into its greatest physical potential until the forties, if given mindful attention and care. Surely there is a raw, less-work-to-be-maintained strength and flexibility that comes with youth, however I see wisdom in the contention that it is actually a lesser form of strength than that which comes out of experience and practice.
This does, of course, operate on the premise that one nurtures their body very well from youth into age, which is no small feat in a society that tends to run on McDonalds grease and couch cushions.
Additionally, I’m only 25 and at the prospect of possibly growing old before I die, this perspective is a nice hope to cling to. For we all wish to spin the wheel until we spin no more.
The technology wouldn’t let me edit that post. This is a more accurate way of saying what i meant-
Yoga, my man. B.K.S. Iyengar, possibly the most influential yogi still alive at 93 y.o., says that the human body does not flower into its greatest physical potential until the forties, if given mindful attention and care. Surely there is a raw, less-work-to-be-maintained strength and flexibility that comes with youth, however I see wisdom in the contention that it is in many ways a lesser form of strength than that which comes out of experience and practice. That if it does not ride on the same supercharged level of metabolic fury, it has the potential to ride on a much deeper understanding and creativity. And that seems to me- a 25 y.o. athlete- to be an acceptable trade. And I would have this statement imply a great deal about the frustrations of youth.
This does, of course, operate on the premise that one nurtures their body very well from youth into age, which is no small feat in a society that tends to run on McDonald’s grease and couch cushions.
Doesn’t land with the same punctuation as a public revision, but hey, life ain’t perfect.
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That unicycle is clearly jumping for joy. Looking at it makes me not trust mine.
To hayl with being one with my uni, there ain’t no way I am gonna drink the sweat offa my seat!
How can we know what the unicycle is truly feeling? It could be recoiling in horror. But it does look like joy to me…
How about some helmet juice squeezed out of my helmet padding? 
I’m not sure that riding a disobedient unicycle which wants to throw you off is necessarily a good way of achieving that (I speak as somebody now feeling the effects of a youth mis-spent doing ultra-endurance events - they’re not all that good for you in the long term either!)
Looking at it that way does make better sense.
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Byc
The essence of a unicycle is singular. It is one our world needs very badly. A unicyle hungers for revolution.
chaos
The essence of a unicycle is to keep the wheel turning. Just like our lonely planet, it keeps things in order despite all the chaos.
I remember reading that and wondering if that was a view Jobs and Lasseter still held during author interviews or if Isaacson merely came to this conclusion after watching this Pixar short from 1987 …
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Carl
Interesting point, Muni_Guy. Nice Pixar piece as well.
I don’t expect you would try the method of impressive cars. So I guess you’re going to do pairs?
The unicycle is like a body, made of different parts, and like human bodies not always in harmony, but still making one object. Although a unicycle is relative simple, it still has to deal with complex forces. Interfacing with the owner? Yes; but I’m sure there are unicycle that have a opposite attitude, so like dogs, sometimes you have to wonders who owns who.
I don’t know; so you have two (non-transparent) bottles mounted, and you think you spray yourself with the cold water, on a warm day; then the essence of sticky limonade was not to sit on your head appealing wasps.
“So you got a car? That don’t impress me much.” To impress someone with something you bought is not the same as to impress them with something you are able to do. What I should have said, on that topic, is that between age 17 and 50, I saw scarce few examples of that working. And I know a LOT of unicyclists.
Yes, I think we have all been “owned” by our unicycles from time to time.