hephaestos

i got fired last week. first time ever and you know what, i was happy about it. i was on the way out the door they just opened it for me on this one. even so, i'm nervous about the money situation, given that i'm moving into a new place withing the month and starting school end of next month.
but, i'm riding and enjoying and living. i think i might want to start a small primitive community after school. live under a woven reed raincoat in a split cedar house in the woods and eat what i can kill with my own hands and wits. modern life is beginning to disgust me.
no, that's a lie. it's been making me ill all my life i just never knew why. the mythology of it all is quietly hidden in everything that we do. it's hidden in the quiet, loping stride toward oblivion that our society has got.
i think that i admire the noble savage not for the image we have of him as some uncouth throwback to prehistoric times but because he lived a life not only more full than ours but filled with more time to think and be a true man. you can never know your true limits without wilderness, never test yourself without the vigorous life that we have been slowly weeding out of our society.
and it's really sad to see it all spread out before you. people sitting down to write- laws, books, poems, blogs and wills- without first standing up to live, as thoreau put into my head. without standing up to live.
but first, i need to learn the plants to heal, the plants to eat and collect and the ways to kill and eat. then you're all welcome to come with me into the lands that we all own but none of us can use and we'll make a go at it.