a reply to: DeadSeraph
I am currently in my living room. My mother is just around the corner in the little area we use for our dinner table, where she has her little PC
running. My sister lives just down the street, and last night my son was over here for a few hours. We had a great time, and have done ever since we
first met, just before Christmas.
And yet, I know exactly what you mean. People who feel they are getting disconnected from the life they are living, in my experience at least,
generally tend to suffer from a lack of nature in their lives. We sit in our concrete boxes, jacked into the datanet, the television news. When we are
out and about, we see people walking through their lives, not even really interacting with them, just moving through the world without really
experiencing it, so caught up are they with the dross of the daily grind.
When does anyone take a day off to go to the wild places, where trees and forests dominate the landscape, where hills and valleys, lush with green
life, sprawl across the eye, nourishing the soul?
DeadSeraph, I would urge you to get some food, drink, and other assorted kit into a bag, and go for a walk in a wild place. A few hours, maybe a day
or two if you have the spare time, can work WONDERS for the human heart. Being out in the natural places, amongst the bugs, the critters, the plants
and trees, sounds like a simpletons response to the sort of sensation you are having, but I can assure you from personal experience, that it is not.
We are not MEANT to pay bills, do banking, spend time re-negotiating our energy bills, or dealing with government nonsense, and we certainly are not
meant to watch the evening news.
Our bodies are built for being out doors, absorbing all weathers, for being about the true business of humanity, which is to be the only animal
walking the world which has the capacity to think poetically about its experiences. We are never closer to our original state, than when we find
ourselves surrounded by unfamiliar woodland, or a mountain we have never stood upon the summit of. That is where we belong, what we are for. Simple
lives, lived simply. It is not always practical for reasons of mortal concerns, like family, and work, to make time for these things, but in my
experience, they are as necessary as breathing in and out.
Take a hike somewhere, and bathe in the glory of being. That is where human kind is most at home.