179_Orientation

There are things we do not conceive of, but know as our own direction, like a homing animal: we aim one day to end up somewhere else. Is this pathology achievable or do we convene to stop there and face a dark reality that it may never happen? The consequence of our conquest is to walk out the door and never return. The motivation to head out, comes from a necessity to leave the past, and find a new, fresh, experience of outdoor life in another world, one we design to our liking and that is close to our aim in this World.

Where was our aim conceived? Learnt along the way, a passion and yearning for something that exists, to say we have made it, and know ourselves better for it, or born in our childhood fantasies. Our magnetism increases, and our right to freedom is asserted by ourselves upon ourselves for finally making it happen. We can sit around and complain and doubt ourselves or get up and work towards our aims. Our final goal may be beyond belief. So, we need a plan and a map, not a man and a rap. We are in essence all travelling without moving all the time, building, and building towards skyscrapers, beaches, mountains, the ulterior; or our gold, maybe in terms of devolution we are all dreaming of a rooted belief in where our ancestors came from, not because we are them, or are we?

If we are a member of our family back from ancient times, and need the console of our original habitat, a word I remember from school. What is a natural habitat? Where do the Beavers and Voles live? Up against the bank of the stream sir. We live in a frighteningly beautiful world, yet we see none of it here, and what does remain, we ignore it for it is not in abundance and so vast, we can call the image ours. Our urban neighbourhoods have somewhat shattered our dreams of making. Making boxes to live in. Making tea sets to drink from. Making paper to write on. Making pigment to dye in.

We are all citizens of this world, and therefore must respect those giving grace to their own but add something along the way of ourselves. Our orientation is both our attitude, as a belief or feeling and somewhere on the map, by way of a compass, spinning into exaltation to find there are other places to discover that may change our direction; for the fanciful. But what is it of civilization? Is it madness to change direction, or just playing with the weather that is? And finding new dialogues of discovery to fit into our own making. The civilized session is to make for your destination as soon as the train arrives, to be settled there, and venture from your base.

Even within the Conurbations, there are subtle differences, yet nothing is subsistence based on wealth, what does that mean? Independent retailers, unique makers, and a grounding in rooted origins of making local trades and materials. Now this comment may make you want to be found here and forsaking your destination to understand the rights of liberty to the earthly, Mother Earth, products and skills based in your neighbourhood? It may make you think a foreign land is just foreign for its own sake, and: Is life just a shell of the sea? That makes me want to head for the coast at the weekend while I make my autochthonous trade to re-localise my existence and work on ingenuity within my field to be the best.

Not of exotic derailment, a drug, exotic foods, too much spice, exotic lovers, not harmonious, exotic living, not simple enough. In fact: we should go without the exotic, to find something of us, and not try too hard to be something we cannot. For it is a little immature to think emulating the lowest common denominator, or the heights of the wealthy, will really make us happy, when we are the product of ourselves and our environment. That is not to say we cannot love one another in harmony, as a global community, but to stop and assess where we are at and how we go about moving forwards, then we must declutter, and decompose, devolve, and de-shroud to reveal our view of what we have always seen in our minds, and through our own perspective. For this has never changed. But the past just has. We have deleted something here of old. Not to untie us, but to strengthen our individual gain to find where our own orientation and focus must be from for now on.

Let us look at out own garden, of natural habitats and venture locally to find what it is we have, and then plan from there. Class is self-reflective unfortunately, because traditionally it is conceived as born wealth, it should be of ourselves and based on success. Success comes before changing orientation, on the map.

Amen

Love AB x