International Rewilding Discussion Forum

I hear yall about the tent thing. I hope to be getting cash enough for all my camping needs, and live that way once my lease ends mid August, and couch surfing the rest. I've found a few spots around town that seem decent enough and away enough it'd be hard to find me, so why not give it a go? No rent = less money required = less time spent getting money = more free time. Works for me.

now that the snow is mostly gone in town here, it's nice enough to carry sandals when outside (in the event i have to go into a building that's not a friend's house). and, when i go through puddles, foot prints carry on to the sidewalk, which i bet makes some people wonder who the hell walks around in this weather barefoot (or barefoot at all, for that matter).

my soles are still decently rugged that after a winter of being socked and booted while outdoors, it's still no problem to walk on rocks and broken bottles and the sort for the first time in months. it's so great and exciting to feel this way again.

Maybe you mean that using one word for different things leads to an out-of-conscious connexion between those things that might create confusion and damage understanding?

Okay, I'm inspired to write, this might get tangential.

Leads to an out-of-conscious connexion, and/or could it be an expansion of consciousness? Not heightening of consciousness, as in hierarchical, towards a transcendent God, but rather expansion, a widening, horizontally, outward. To place consciousness within the borders of our brain? Or feeling just to the skin? And to separate them both? No thanks.

I don't care to believe that consciousness is entirely mental (as if anybody has ever shown a definite line separating mind from body), but moreso that consciousness is perception, perceiving. Perceiving with eyes, ears, brain, heart, muscles (e.g. after they've been worked or during working). And that thoughts are not separate from feeling, but are moreso mental-feelings. It's so easy to believe that consciousness resides strictly behind the eyes and between the ears, especially when one's been raised to ignore their body beginning with at least kindergarten (having to sit uncomfortably, not running around when desired, having to wait to piss, shit, etc.). Perhaps it is our civilized egos that wish to limit consciousness to the skin and inside, because that part of us doesn't feel connected to the world, in fact feels alienated, disconnected, not coming from the earth, but being placed here, therefore being out of place...

And Scout, I'm with you on plants feeling pain, for how could they heal if they didn't feel they were damaged?

As for more words? Yes! I feel if one wants to get away from rigid unchanging (dead) essences and towards a more animistic living view of the world, it's important to get away from single representations, to think a word is a thing and vice versa, and that there's no overlapping. Therefore more words for more things. Perhaps I think this just because I've always sucked at categorizing stuff...

One of my favorite words comes from German: jein. Combination of ja und nein (yes and no). "Pretty good food aye?"
"Jein."
Bring on paradox, nonduality, multiplicity, let things flow into each other. For what border cannot be changed with a change in perception?

I've been told the world is always changing, every moment. Then I thought, sure, but what makes me feel more powerful, but still says the same thing: every movement changes the world.
Don't let "them" (whoever the hell they are) make you think only the big things matter. Butterflies making tornadoes, throw seashells back into the ocean, and put better in an Ethoipian proverb: If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping in a closed room with a mosquito.

This tangent hardly dealing with language brought to you by:
Chiggles

for the fresh air. the flowers and not car fumes, coal plants.
i'd rather do shit for myself and for friends, than somebody who sits in another room or even a building in another state. scarcity and the upward flow of profit is lame. externally caused intensification? no thanks. i'll intensify myself when i wish to, thank you very much.
ah, a slower pace of life.
a preference for face to face contact, not mediated by screens (i like body language and scents of people, screens to date have difficulty conveying this).
i like gift giving more than debt and the accompanying guilt.
for the songs instead of noise.
rather stub my toe than get into a car accident.
no need to go to a gym for exercise (not that there is anyhow, but some seem to think so).
healthier food.
friendlier company (one would well hope).
a view of hills and trees and fields not ugly condos and business buildings.
no repetitive geometrical concrete patterns, so far as i know. beautiful  barks and leaves and feathers and furs, not lifeless walls.
no bills. no rent. no bosses.
grass to lay down on, and trees to lay under.

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oh, and can't forget this one: ability to piss whenever i want, wherever i want (it's kinda hard to get away with this in a college town when living downtown one's surrounded by swarms of students).
AND not have to wash it down with gallons of water.
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Probably the most damaging thing Jesus ever said to me via scripture was "anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart"

If a person spied a stranger in the middle of an ass kicking, and thought thoughts of stepping in and helping out yet never did so, would this person already have committed a good deed (in their heart if nowhere else)?

And nice cats.

Plus, who cares whether the glass is partially full or partially empty as long I can keep filling it.

Oh, do I ever like that.

I passed by some roadkill raccoon this evening. Biked back but the sun was setting, couldn't tell if I actually saw a flea or not, but bagged it nonetheless. Got home, it's dark out, the porch light does not work (kinda hoping to skin it on the table, outside). Bring it up to my room to the closet (it's a big closet), set down some paper grocery bags. Opened the first bag the raccoon is inside, notice a definite funk coming out, don't notice any fleas or nothing, and feel it might be best to not actually try this my first skinning of an animal in my room (in my room, wtf?) with such signs. It truly smelled to me quite foul, something not noticed when bagging it initially.

What'd you have done? Think it was just fear on my behalf of doing this for the first time and I'm just trying to justify it? what?