Since last Tuesday I'm back in the U.S.. The cars are too big for the tracks, the intellect drinking too small for political dialogue, for the beers too weak. Ah, home.
Usually I spend my days at my house, which is located an hour north in the next county on a small lake. North Pond is my refuge from civilization, before any worldly troubles and a solid reason why America could never I totally abandoned. Our new house was only in 2002 (after the former scrap shack, but larger, more modern, and not so obliquely) was built: brand new, but with the same old soul of the first House. I play guitar, read, write, swim, kayak or canoe or sail boat / paddle boat, sleep, cook and laze here. All that's missing is a way to fund the life in paradise. (That's why I visit now Princeton). The water tastes delicious, it's clear sky and trees reflected intact. There is no trace of light pollution - Sunrises are incomparable, and at night there is to see ten times as many stars and shooting stars as civilized people. I love it. I think you figured that already.
course there are nasty little things, namely human ideas, that is the nature of them. 6 days ago I showed my father the finger because he wanted a snake without reason, beating to death (thanks to me is to escape the animal). Dad insists that snakes bite him as he picks them up, and that they are pests around there. (The word I would use the other way around.) And that he and my aunt her looks just like it. My cousin is doing pure chlorine in our source, because it kills bacteria. A neighbor (shit) we do purely foreign fish breeds in the sea because he wants to grab later. At least my uncle agrees with me that people do not change and destroy ecosystems may fickegal whether they comply with "property", and no control over wild animals . Have
few days ago, my mother and I discussed Vegatarismus and veganism, when she asked, "If not for eating, what's the matter of the chickens on earth?" Since ran the problem lies. I told her to stop living. to nothing. At no human purpose. Everything was not created to serve the people, as it says in the Bible. Modern humanity is wicked, but somehow still believes in the possession of the earth . But if we do not only live in this world, but use, we can stand here only briefly.
I doubt that my father too much or at all rational thinking capable, but I'll upset him the meaning steadily. Perhaps there is some day a thought flash. And at least he'll kill any snakes.
