if you want a simple headache-free life...
Perhaps now i understand why EVERY single pretend-good movie for quite a few years has them gobbling ' Xanax' or ... I have no idea if it reached over her Island - the Midway Island of her a true god ...just pick one, and overtook their ubiquitous Paracetamol every cheap 'food' shop nowadays has on special offer at the checkout
duality non-duality Idealism ... all constructs of lost little headache prone pillpoppers from them towns trying to out-do one another with mere idea, for the best bookdeal......
Never having taken ANY pill (moi) , or at least growing out of the only ones 'recreationally' taken age about 23 ....... and now the emotional blackmale gets really dark in that 'asprin' holds the key to a longer life, no thanks...
The life you get will do for me
Especially when it is all very very simple in that one is alone for periods actually maintaining 'health' 50 km a week...come what may.... and sometimes one has the luxury of ... even if a "conversation does not begin until we have been speaking an hour", two human 'spirits' or whatever the right physics is for the absolutely unquantifiable thing of two little universes of trying to figure what's worth saying, sit side by side even if they're speaking different "intellectual" languages...
doesn't matter.
all that matters is
('tain't just the fake XRers.... from his horses's mouth 2020.... " my Stevie boss hetoo baited 'em for kicks...and to fit in with the local yokels)
That huge hurtful 'traumatising' four letter word: home
All it really is, is the sights, sounds, smells, ambience..... feeling, 'sublime' or otherwise... of the
other 'trauma' word: place
(i skit as as long as you know never to take anything personally there's no 'trauma' in ANYthing.... )
a place that has sights smells and in my case lack of 'human' sounds, just nature which just IS, and is no ones Cure
nor
Anything special.
Home is merely the environment, anywhere...one became attuned to, maybe teniish to fifteenish....
And for some of us it was indeed mainly the birds 'n bees and many miles of hilltop lunacy wonderin' what their moonfetish was all about ...as nature is just quiet and nothing to get all overexcited about
Just is.
And the rest perhaps to drown out their childhoods of motor noise and next door lawnmower, go and make it all about something else, it never was....
So.... 'home'... a shared understanding of what it is, is perhaps impossible between the two kinds of "human" there are, who have either lived in the quiet wilds as rabid youth - seaside or hillside, or not...... and to not even manage to Kahil Gibran too-scaredy-cat, towny-smart-alec pass that on, is the ultimate in failure
Even if, county bumpkins know the quiet version of life was always the best
....
