Dec 2014
I departed.
After singling out necessities and throwing out electronic extremities that tied me down like a social slave, I took two feet to the mountains of the world. Here I eat fresh food and observe the cities and the backdrop clouds that hold the sky. Philosophies of the mind run rampant here and this is where all my ideas stem from, as far as I have convinced myself. Sometimes, in the long months alone, I awake in the midst of expanding darkness and notice the silence. This is what I wanted to write about. The silence that exists in the solitude of being. Where no yearning is experienced, just a full, keen awareness. What is the importance of this time, I wish I knew. What I've wanted to communicate might have been plain to see.
After singling out necessities and throwing out electronic extremities that tied me down like a social slave, I took two feet to the mountains of the world. Here I eat fresh food and observe the cities and the backdrop clouds that hold the sky. Philosophies of the mind run rampant here and this is where all my ideas stem from, as far as I have convinced myself. Sometimes, in the long months alone, I awake in the midst of expanding darkness and notice the silence. This is what I wanted to write about. The silence that exists in the solitude of being. Where no yearning is experienced, just a full, keen awareness. What is the importance of this time, I wish I knew. What I've wanted to communicate might have been plain to see.
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