11 August 2009

Five.


"No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild."


I have realized myself to be in the midst of a battle for identity. To find who I truly am. Not a social security number or a 10 digit credential. A journey to go back 23 years ago and find the human being God created me to be. Before society infiltrated my existence.

I need a pure, untainted experience. Trees, mountains, rivers, valleys, rocks, grass, sky and wind.

I was not so intricately created for the latest headlines and political debates. I was not given the breath of life to slowly decay in civilization.

Soon & very soon I must find my Magic Bus. My Alaskan pilgrimage. My quest for meaning & understanding.


TB