Good day to the wonder ones who find this place a home for mind and soul. Here is to hoping that this place can give you raprieve from the world and you can take a moment to read and enjoy the mind of a fool in love with the natural world. From the chickens I love to call every morning with a “Good Morning Girls”. The clucks and chirps that call back to me are the sounds of heaven. Parents dogs always happy to see me in the morning as they know it is time for morning pets and lovins. Just how things are in my world of broken brains and thoughts of humanity and its jesters.

The day is starting to move along so nicely that forgotten pains are a history and the world turns and gifts me life and liberty to live the way that is my way of life. Doctors and Minds that form the greatest inventions in time, Great thinkers and great understanders of the cosmos, all are tasked with the embetterment of mankind. Gifted not with a great mind, granted not a mind of great depictions of the cosmos, gifted not with the sight of a great philosopher, However what is made in my existence, is the home to those who are these things and can read a mind that is not to far gone into the cosmaic insanity that is humanity, but a creature of innovations and decrees of nature.

For the world is not a gift, it is a happenstance of archaic times and events, the gift is the choice we have to see them for what they are. To know that we are not special as a creature, but we are special to be evolved at all, to have a mountain of historic genetic mutations, to have a rock decree it our time, to have a rodent beneath the dirt to a creator of the things that take us beyond the rock we habitat.

To master anything is a lie, for the master of anything is a creature that has become stagnant in its understanding and happy in a relations to knowledge that makes them godly. That makes them rot in a lie of convivence and lore of one. When lore is not a conception of one, but a tale of all and none, a relocation of being to a habitual reality we all live in. To that becoming humble is the cost and greater genius is just being aware we are nothing and everything, don’t fall to grace and love, become the existence is grace and love for others to fall into.

Until Later

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.