Incorporating BrightCalmIllustrations

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Changed point of view, position of view changed.

All the things I learn, the processes of my development, are hardly static. They come from the environment which is also a development and I am of course individually a speck in the whole. The river or stream may fill, empty or even have its’ course changed. The nature of my journey seems to contain what is me but likely is dependent on the environment and If travelling which, as I feel I am which route?

Some think different challenge, different day, same person but really it is more than moods that change. The mind which is capable of remorse or pride is obviously vastly different in both those places. Yet a seemingly static concept of self prevails. When you see another person it is forgotten that they might be different to before.

When we see animals on a hill, if we take one away the herd remains, that is the evolution of shepherd and flock. One looks after the group, master also of the territory and the other is part of the flock. When we see animals as food should we merit them the concern that vegetarians give them. Perhaps they are nature completely but are we not too. We are not really separate though our minds and manners seem to accept a socialised view.

Small details are of interest but big changes can occur too and biology does remain ever the most important human detail that we can ignore. Socially a person is not really meant to change. We have divorced ourselves from what could be to be part of what needs to be which is a social whole. We need family continuity, friends will meet again and recognise each other. As individuals we are in fact not surveyors and masters who control, rather who utilise what is available. If we make it then it is from something else. Does our environment live like the crystal healer would say. Chemical recomposing occurs though largely it is very stable in our eyes as we note with the table of elements.

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Further study shows patterns dependent on neutrons and energy arrangements, like thought is the result of the life of life.As the bigger things stay where they are I hope I went up the river in my mind. This could help me understand why when I turn for my companions it requires a journey each time to find and recuperate the traces, to carry back the thoughts which had gone the other way.

Many of these rivers running through are mistaken for imagination but are in fact resolution of the actual state of things. Others like thoughts and desires are owners’ of you and hostage takers of you unless you get out of that course. In each stream there is a natural feature to follow or identify where I am, in an imagined place.

Mentally I resolve to find it but it is there in spite of me and holds my presence true. It is difficult to force some things. How did I get to once presume they were mine, learned and belonging to me. Some of these metaphorical walks from one stream to another are frustrating.

I am collecting things I had not known I had left behind or let go the other way. My mind does not know it’s own history like it inherits from the path rather than memorising itself.

This is why I think I have gone up. If I was at the sea then the river would have been full and I would have got there with each stream lapping in the back of my memory. I would properly feel my route here was mine and have friends and ideals that did not suffer me to find them always. Like the slope I am on in thehinterland I have few connections with the view from the window. It is half here and half not. I am not here in the common pool, on the shore or in any church nor accepted in any traditional sense. I think these animals picked like fruit off the supermarket shelves here must have especially lost their connection with nature for us.

This is where we are, living, working. This is our community, town, village, city or countryside. We have a democracy and a wider acceptance of the world of things and processes. My last job finished 2 months ago and I have not been mostly in the mountains for some while. For years I have tended gardens and nature stayed with me as intuitive guide.

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The place though largely outdoors most of the time has slowly been replaced in my mind as the city. A place of distinguishing organised minds. I look out of the window and need to remind myself that these people are like landscape with sheep on the rocky slope. This is nature because we live, natural because otherwise we would not survive the weeks and months.

Ref- I am reminded of the article on the wilderness movement “resuavagement” that I read yesterday (note 1). I am not sure how it is informing me but I am struggling to integrate the concrete world and the idealism which does not offend me with the practical presence we have from it and the people we are because of it, the tool shaping the master.

I am thankful not to be at the sea which as sung about by the ‘Waterboys’ to me always sounded like the end and also a wasted journey. Though a fantastic sound the idea seemed in love with the ignorance of all behind and around.

But the city is a kind of sea, replicating time and natural patterns with a canvas of its’ own, covering the feelings and replacing the mind, nurturing it. It is further to walk to find the thoughts which satisfied once, now hinder themselves. They make the ground uncertain. The mind is replaced with a version hurried to think in a convincing way.

In fact there are organising processes with leaders in this democracy. The wealthy are keen to get going. I will go and get breakfast and get some lamb to satisfy my feeling that I sit around the camp fire with fellow hunters, that we took from the land like living a wild adventure as our stomachs were empty. It is my nature to eat animals however they live or die. They are not disturbed to lose some members and forming into self defence battalions. It is because there is nothing much they can do and their bond with nature not with family. Soon after birth they go their own way

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and in most species their mother no longer cares for them in months if not weeks or days. This we know by observation and pass on in education. It is assumed but I still think it is wrong, like we are looking down and should have more integration.

That nature has put us here, all hunger and tools is still a twinkle in time away from the camp-fire. As I have to go a fair distance to the lost river in my head my mind tells me I am somewhere else now.

Learning is harder and confused from a psychological difficulty. A different valley to the one I am in both in my heart and my head is an insurmountable social barrier on top of isolation in a crowd. I have a supermarket and not a farm or a field and will dine as they say “food for thought” because I need to.

I knock this system and do not dine on the animal harvest. My path without this has led me to be surrounded by it all the same as though it was never living at all. I have been for a walk and managed to get back. It might seem difficult but I am reminded that I walk well and with keen ambition and pleasure. It is a pastime and nature is bountiful for all the senses. I feel less living for the alienation and exclusion, shouted at and denied mental equality, but that is living. It is a sham to say you will not be excluded for wanting in. I pick up the spear and shout to bury it in my meal. To eat grass is only to survive with your head turned permanently to the ground. That my friend is why we keep the rabbit away from the carrots.

Nature is alive on many levels. The mind is not the body but like and element in some way. Properly charged it has volition and amazing biological control, organised it subsumes it and even starts to live in a separate reality. There is little evidence for the things we forget. These which we want to remember yet struggle to find are

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Evidence that we do not even live our own past. Practically we are dressing up for a place which depends on a good deal of fortune or social evolution.

Learning the little details is quite amazing and in many traditions. Knowledge is a quest understood by wiser people, in agreement. Like the saying to not see the wood for the trees it is worth having some credibility for what you do not know too.

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Changed point of view, position of view changed.