Well, it's day 9 of the 15 Day Writers Challenge and I really don't think I will be able to accomplish much in this case. Networking and obtaining fans and patrons? Ugh, I'm not cut out for that kind of shit. Truth be told, I don't like people. I don't like the human race very much at all. Disgusting creatures that have disconnected themselves so far from their roots that only a handful have even come to realize this. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not a filthy, dirty hippy, although I do consider myself a neo-hippy (a techy-savvy, peace-loving fool).
Ishmael. Read it.
I am also, like, 1/16th Cherokee (God I hope I got that tribe correct. Pathetic I don't even know my true roots and this is the kind of shit I'm talking about) so I'd like to think my past was grounded to Mother Earth.
I love trees and I believe my spirit animal are crows and ravens, if not birds themselves.
We are wasteful and choose to believe in a higher being only because we are afraid of what will happen after we die and haven't "followed the rules". Believing in God makes you feel at peace? Give me a fucking break! Take some mushrooms or drop some acid and it will change your mind (I have never taken acid myself, though I have had quiet a few trips with the Fun Guy). Have you ever seen a fat priest? Gluttony. He is going to Hell... oh wait. It's ok because God forgives all. Huh? Why is there a Hell then? How about all of those child molesters in the church (who knows how many of those cases are true. I am sure most of them were kids and parents trying to get a settlement). They are in prison now, getting sodomized roughly two to three times a days. They are forgiven. By God, not us. We hold grudges apparently. But truth be told, if it were me, kill 'em. Kill 'em all.
I really think I could go forever on this. A pathetic rant that I am sure you have all heard a million times. My point? Reconnect with the Earth. I'm not saying to start bathing in compost and rainwater or eat Douglas Fir Bark Soup, just realize. That's all.