A few years ago I set out on a journey, roaming, to become a slacktide lost and found at Sea. This Journal documents the unravellings of some of the eye opening moments throughout my travels and life. It's likely to change often, but then so do we.
Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Where the wild things are.
All is revealed in dazzling measureless freedom, this is what the wild can bring, a humbling feeling of the freeness of nature in it's work and play. As humans, we only protect those things which we love, and you can't love something unless you inherently identify with it. Realise it, you have love for the place off the map, for the places free of pulp mills, pipelines and oil rigs. Keep them Wild. Keep them Real.
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