Traveling....
how guided can I be by feeling.
The feeling one gets from a place.
And then.. from the other folks in that space. The electricity of this coffee shop dizzies me--- unsettling-- unfocusing..
Where-as -- last night-- the great relaxation from encountering the great hemlock trees i would sleep beneath. -- yet, after a short walk, i sped out of there this morning to check the Market --
I am one who searches out always new-- new things. new spaces to meet -- and to sleep.
how is it i can want to build. Build? How does a nomad construct a worthy architecture?
hmmm.
focus... on-- flux of energy-- change of seasons--- running water. plants experiences difference and metamorphosis. Close to nomadism? --- bringing in folks to live with and exchange with for different sets of time. hmmm. and children i suppose.. who are continents into themselves.
When is music (as good as) a forest.
When you're in a GM cornfield/ ? (suburban). sub.
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