What did I find?
That the sky was still there, my feet were still shod in my beloved tan boots, I was clothed and warm, there was food in my belly, I had a job that I was on my way to, a wife at home with our daughter, both my parents were still alive and together, a holiday booked for November, friends all over the world, experiences that would become epic stories used to bore grandchildren to sleep when the time comes, a flat to return to at the end of the day, a family to lean on when things get rough, money in the bank…
What I saw when I looked up that morning was that the sky wasn’t about to fall on my head.
It is often in the small and simple things where we find the answer to who we are :)
Home is where the heart is!
Autumn breeze clearing the mind
To live is not this!
He was happy he'd decided to go
I'm stuck here in a society that doesn't let me be where I need to be. Held back by the people who birthed me, by the people who learned me, by the people who will bury me when I have lived my shitty, cynical life. I have three options, One which would bring joy to me that I have not seen in a long time, one which would give me the opportunity for me to be possibly the happiest ever happy in the future, and one which would break me apart. Most likely I will have to choose the latter. The one that will break me. The society that we have created will break me, just like it has broken you without you even knowing. We sit behind our computers, reading other peoples stories because we have none to tell. I am not free,if I go out and find a drink, I get arrested. If I go to the orchard nearby, I get arrested. If I try and build a house on some land that I think looks suitable to raise my family in, I get arrested. Is this how life is meant to be? Is this how we started? Is this how we will end? This may not make complete sense, but that's because it's come right from my heart. I hate western society.
Good luck living in a world like this. I'm off to Alaska.
The farmer's beads
The weight of a memory