Much talk about an 800 year old tree of late.
I climbed the majestic tree with fellow fairies Amber and Debrah. Amber owns the tree, which is a statement that is not entirely true. You know, there’s the case of mother nature and, well, you can’t really put a name tag on that. I smoked a joint and it was sort of funny because I said; ‘oh no, there’s too much beauty surrounding me’ which is a strange statement to make. I mean, is that actually possible? I was so stoned, then I started to play classical music on the radio. Good old ABC classic FM, unbelievable coverage.
Went back to ‘the stoney’, gather a blanket and lied on a rock in the sun by the creek. Then, started to have those thoughts about nothing except focusing on how I felt and thought, acid, booze and weed made for a good night but it is not something that can be done frequently. For many reasons, however I was on holidays, so it wasn’t as if I was stressed about the thought of it at all. Then I let go of all of that and started to think about how comfortable with myself I felt. Which, was due to a number of things but namely, the fact that I was on the North Coast. Then, someone called my name, it was Dinda, she said it was time to leave.
I was left wondering when I’ll be back or when I will ever feel this way again.
1 comment:
In relation to the line about beauty, yes, it is possible. As long as you are open to it.
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