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Past Mag Plus Recoil Shield

The PAST Mag-Plus Shield is designed to provide the same unparalleled recoil protection as the original Mag Shield but features a larger surface area. The heart shaped design expands the recoil absorption area, extending protection to the upper arm. This quality is especially valuable in those cases when the rifle or shotgun is not shouldered perfectly. This time-tested design has become a favorite for shooters around the world. The shield's 1/2-Inch thick energy-absorbing pad provides excellent protection for calibers up to 300 Winchester Magnum. Weighs 6 ounces. Ambidextrous.

Past
I have past
Left behind

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Von der Zeit los ig keit

Kinder und Kunstler leben zeitlos.
Kunstler werden sich dessen bewusst.



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Die Vorstellung des Verstandes, es gabe drei Zeiten, Vergangenheit, Gegenwart und Zukunft, muss als eine Vorstellung als solche erkannt werden. Es gibt nur ein Hier und Jetzt. Vergangenheit ist Gedanke und Zukunft ist Denken. Beides existiert nur in der Vorstellung. Alle Zeiten mussen im Augenblick des Seins zusammenflie?en. Leben in der goldenen Zeit.
Vergangenheit ist Kupfer, Zukunft Silber, das Jetzt ist Gold.
Der Verstand muss erkennen, dass die Unterscheidung der drei Zeiten ein Konzept, eine Vorstellung ist. Die Gedanken konnen in die Vergangenheit, sie konnen auch in die Zukunft gehen, aber es sind die Gedanken, die sich darin befinden. Die Zeit selbst existiert nur als augenblickliches Sein. Dennoch gehen wir mit den "Zeiten" so um, als gabe es sie.
Der Damon der Zeit macht uns glauben, man habe so etwas wie Vergangenheit. Man hat Gedanken an Erlebtes, man hat schone oder lastige Erinnerungen, aber man kann weder konkret in der Vergangenheit leben noch in der Zukunft. Man lebt immer nur jetzt hier auf diesem Stuhl, hier im Augenblick, hier im Jetzt.
Wenn du jetzt in der Zukunft bist, dann bist nicht wirklich hier. Du bist gespalten mit deiner Aufmerksamkeit. Ein Teil ist hier, ein anderer in einem Film, einer Phantasie.
Es ist notwendig, die Gleichheit aller Zeiten zu akzeptieren und zu erkennen. Es gibt immer nur Jetzt!
Wenn du verstehst, dass es nur diesen Augenblick gibt, dann lost sich alle Negativitat und dein Anhaften daran auf. Keine Schuld und keine Schuldvorwurfe. Leer. Auf diese Weise kann negative Erinnerung geloscht werden. Aus der Vergangenheit kommen Impulse wie Schuldgefuhle, Vorsicht, Skepsis, Verschlie?en, Ego.
Alle Erinnerungen tragen dazu bei, das Ego in Funktion zu halten. Das Ego definiert sich aus Vergangenheit und Zukunft. Losen sich diese beiden Zeiten im Augenblick auf, ist das Ego verschwunden. Im Augenblick gibt es kein Ego, nur die Vision eines Korpers in einem Raum. Oder Schwarze oder Gefuhle etc.

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I live for the present always. I accept this risk. I don't deny the past, but it's a page to turn.

[] Juliette Binoche []

Between life and death, between the deepest dark of night and the first rays of dawn, in that moment where we begin to drift from sleep to wakefulness, is where anything is possible . . .
Jack Keeler wakes up one bright June morning to the shock of his life. He gazes in the mirror and sees a half-healed gash over his right eye and a hastily stitched-together wound in his shoulder that looks suspiciously like the result of a bullet. He also notices an intricately designed tattoo—words written in a foreign script—covering the length of his forearm. He’s alone, his house eerily silent without the delightful chatter of his wife and two daughters. He has absolutely no memory of how, when, or why he ended up in such gruesome physical condition.
Jack gropes his way down to the kitchen to call his wife, Mia—an FBI agent—and to find some answers. But before he can pick up the phone, his eyes are drawn to the front page of that morning’s paper. He takes in a large photo of a bridge, the guard rail missing, a skein of tire marks on the roadway. Above the photo, in large black type, a headline that simply reads NEW YORK CITY DISTRICT ATTORNEY JACK KEELER DEAD.
From this mind-shattering opening scene, Richard Doetsch takes readers on a twisting, turning adventure as Jack struggles to find out not only what happened to him, but to his missing wife. As fragments of his memory return, and with the help of a loyal friend, he reconstructs the events of the previous night, which culminated in his being shot and Mia’s abduction. He has only until dawn of the following day to uncover an ancient mystery hidden in the depths of one of the country’s most heavily guarded prisons. Just when Jack thinks he has put all the pieces together and has saved Mia’s life, a final twist occurs that changes everything.
A thriller spanning time, an Asian people out of legend, an assassin who will stop at nothing to avenge his death sentence, and a diary whose contents foretell the future, Half-Past Dawn is a race through the borders of life and death, insanity and reason, and dreams and reality. In the dim light of half-past dawn, nothing is as it appears to be.

Between life and death, between the deepest dark of night and the first rays of dawn, in that moment where we begin to drift from sleep to wakefulness, is where anything is possible . . .
Jack Keeler wakes up one bright June morning to the shock of his life. He gazes in the mirror and sees a half-healed gash over his right eye and a hastily stitched-together wound in his shoulder that looks suspiciously like the result of a bullet. He also notices an intricately designed tattoo—words written in a foreign script—covering the length of his forearm. He’s alone, his house eerily silent without the delightful chatter of his wife and two daughters. He has absolutely no memory of how, when, or why he ended up in such gruesome physical condition.
Jack gropes his way down to the kitchen to call his wife, Mia—an FBI agent—and to find some answers. But before he can pick up the phone, his eyes are drawn to the front page of that morning’s paper. He takes in a large photo of a bridge, the guard rail missing, a skein of tire marks on the roadway. Above the photo, in large black type, a headline that simply reads NEW YORK CITY DISTRICT ATTORNEY JACK KEELER DEAD.
From this mind-shattering opening scene, Richard Doetsch takes readers on a twisting, turning adventure as Jack struggles to find out not only what happened to him, but to his missing wife. As fragments of his memory return, and with the help of a loyal friend, he reconstructs the events of the previous night, which culminated in his being shot and Mia’s abduction. He has only until dawn of the following day to uncover an ancient mystery hidden in the depths of one of the country’s most heavily guarded prisons. Just when Jack thinks he has put all the pieces together and has saved Mia’s life, a final twist occurs that changes everything.
A thriller spanning time, an Asian people out of legend, an assassin who will stop at nothing to avenge his death sentence, and a diary whose contents foretell the future, Half-Past Dawn is a race through the borders of life and death, insanity and reason, and dreams and reality. In the dim light of half-past dawn, nothing is as it appears to be.