Just a patch of the planet. One patch of ground, just a little different than this one over here. But once it’s chosen, you will lay your body down and absorb all the life it offers.
The trail leads on and on or so it seems and your body can only take so much. Or so you think. So on you go to get up high enough that you can see out beyond yourself. It is all about getting away, from demands, from others, from your own self. So when you pick that spot to call your own, you search a patch that feels right. Has anyone every slept on this ground before? Will the stars and the remainder of the universe find me here? Or will he just blend in with the rock, soil, and flora? Or just be a dark spot on a Google Earth view.
As spring becomes a hope, he is sensing the inspiration and enthusiasm that accompanies its arrival. It arrives in your mind and soul well before the calendar alerts you. You are slowly stirred by the minute by minute changes each day in the light and temperature. So slow, so sure, each year, and then the next.
Soon his file opens daily and he adds bits and pieces of accumulated research on those patches of ground, the human history upon them, and the natural history within them. Maps, coordinates, scanned pages from books, all compiled and filed under the words, “On the Road ahead.”
Pay close attention now to your world now, things are starting to change.
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