It would be hard to put my finger on why I putting this down, in black and white, on a blog. I figure some of the prior blogs I have done here are ones where I could tell you exactly why I wrote, what I wrote, and how it connected to those prior blogs. Those may have left a outside reader feeling the same way, wondering why it was there in black and white, so maybe it is my turn.
This guy lives alone in a hut in the woods for a year and a half. He just didn't want to live off the land but he wanted to escape civilization. Apparently seeking solitude. Guess that is the answer to immortality. Hide out. Write about your trip.
Our life is frittered away by detail.................
We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep.
Every man is tasked to make his life, even in its details, worthy of the contemplation of his most elevated and critical hour.
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Sorry I haven't commented lately, but just to let you know I still read you periodically.
I'm so tied up in the details of daily life, it's hard to experience ALL that I desire. After a few years of rest, I find the details of life are really the joy of life. It's the problems (I'd rather call them opportunities) that make life interesting. Without them, why bother? One cannot learn and grow without those details..... and when we don't have any, somehow we encounter some that we weren't expecting.
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