Where I Find Myself- an essay

[Greengypsywolf]

" First, a background story, in short form. To sum it up, I've always written, poetry, short stories, essays, I enjoy all forms of writing.
Lately I have had afewe people trying to get me to make some work, uhh publicly viewed, in some way or another.
This is my coming out as a writer I guess, and I wanna know what my fellow potheads think."


The perfect place for me, would be a cabin locked in the tangle of some distant backwoods.
I beleive only in this enviroment could I see any growth; far from the trappings of our modern society.
I often find myself severely out of sync with our society, unable to accept the cold stark reality that imposed by these towering hulks of stacked stone and fused steel.
I can see little use for progression, and advancement, when some of most highly touted assets destroy our minds,our bodies, our souls, and our home.
I cannot bring myself to the task of adjusting my mind and selling my soul for a false sense of security from our technological gods; it's to the point that I view most of my species as a group of deranged chimps defecating in the very spot where thay sleep.
It seems that too few people anymore, can see the web that holds all life together, and this ignorance leads us to destroy our land, our brothers, and ourselves.
I say here today, that we humans, as a species, are an abberation; for we are the only creatures that must forcefully seek out that grand web.
All other creatures instinctively know their place, but we must actively search for ours, throughout our entire lives.
With all that being said, I beleive that ther is still hope for us to find that which is eternal, but this can only happen if we are willing to look.
If we cannot learn to open our eyes anew, if we can't find ourselves in that far flung backwoods cabin (whether we are actually there or not),far away from civilization, I fear that all of our glorious acheivements will be nothing more than a ruined tribute to another extinct denizen of this planet Earth.