Life Worlds

Life Worlds

This whole trip has been amazing as we travel around and I look for a place in the world that does not involve destroying it, or making it a system that will kill us both. That may seem high faluting, but I do most of my faluting when writing and especially when deep in thought and need philosophical disemboguing. I have long thought nature was the answer, the deep time spaces of evolved worlds and ways of being that resist the ugly commercial hardness of cities and towns, of people when crushed together. Sometimes I think my whole life has been about this, the searching for calm and beauty, depth beneath those surface rushes everywhere to turn everything into cash or profit, status or power. Not in any great way have I done this, a life of crushed spirit and joyous revival when I find things are not all bad. Often these concerns involve theories and quests to find the people and thinking that make the world better. Most often they come to nothing, although finding other questors often feels enough in itself. Mostly, I find the closest to perfection comes in moments far from any cultural or written evocations and is found when shattered but immersed in a world too complex to imagine, but that awareness of being within it is felt, not thought. There is a zone of being that is beyond thought but feels like the most enlightened thinking possible. That came for a few days in a little place called Ropa, on an island called Mljet, off the coast of Croatia and part of that country of islands.