Bushman

Hot, humid and lonely describes the main events of my life out at 300 Nowhere St. but there are moments that don't exactly make it all worth it but definitely are nice perks. Like sitting in a busted lawn chair with a panoramic view of a swampy beach underneath a sky filled with heavy looking clouds. That's a nice feeling. Kind of like what it must feel like to be a monk sitting up on a high mountain feeling all empty of the pollution of civilization, wallowing in inner peace. And then a family of deer runs by, their hoofs actually thundering on the wet, spam coloured ground. It's a show that mother nature puts on, she does it in a way that you don't really catch the plot and meaning unless you stop and look. No technology, no where to go, no one to talk to about whatever seems important in that moment. Just open sky and wide open space. She is a very demanding director but you get the point, it slaps you around a bit. And gets way to personal. I don't really want to reflect on what my purpose is in life but she really forces you to once she displays a million different species to you, showing you in detail what their purposes are. Get over yourself Mothernature. Most of the rest of the world has. In fact, we are slowly removing you! But you do make a beautiful movie.