I sit writing, looking outside the window with the crest-fallen solace of hope for the "worry-less" absence of vexations I could have in this "wild-life". The inspiration for this contemplated and envisaged lifestyle comes from a long trail of motivational quotes and life "ponderings".
(I digress here for a bit) I understand humans are over-evolved and that we have gone beyond the established ambits of our created, natural environment. As humans, we are no greater than any other functionless species on this planet. You can say we came here to find an answer... some reason for our existence. But it should go beyond unanimity when people look at our success in averring that we have failed our supposed embarkment. To not give credit or brownie points to a superior force or deity, I must say we are only here because energy and the laws of physics coerce us to exist. We are just as important as a bacterium, a grasshopper, a cardinal, or an orangutan. Unfortunately, I know that humans have "become" too intelligent to want to consider this as we tend to think and act condescendingly towards everything else in nature as we have enthroned ourselves upon a pedestal overlooking nature as a sovereign would a layman- completely deep-sixing the truth that we are but a frivolous component of nature ourselves.
This doctrine that we are the nonpareil potentates of the world interfered and interferes with our genuine, intended purpose on this soil. Our ideas have gone from surviving and discovering nature as caveman to the repellent material infatuation and lack of care for others as striving businessmen and CEOs. We have gone from a community of selfless, co-operative Samaritans to one of hateful, selfish thieves and villains of/to morality.
We can look at ants and bees, two of the considered "more simple" detachments-work groups with a respected social order and collaboration method/technique, and we notice that they are properly and perfectly effectuating their offices. However, as the ultra-complex, omnipotent group we are we are destined to ruin this proper lifestyle. We look at each other, not as worker and helper but as other and foreigner. We look at each other through resentful eyes, disciminating dispositions and victimising constitutions. There has yet to be a time, a day, an hour in history during which no one is slandered, oppressed, or tormented- persecuted for being of a different skin colour, religion, or mindset.
We can put our dogmatic views back inside of us and fulfil our task as simplistic earthlings, or we can continue this revolting spurning for those of varying backgrounds. Alas, it is too late for us/this population to revoke the damage done, and we must wait until our world is completely marred- flushed of all the corruption and loathing- and a new wave of ecosystem and creatures comes to occupy the subsequent "Earth". Only then can our successors claim we are no longer to be at fault, and our pasts can be put to rest, labelled as a candid stage in the evolution of the infinity- a chapter in the book of the universe.
You might be lost, asking how this all connects to my ostensibly hasty decision to be like Thoreau in Walden(u) and to live the life in the natural setting. Well, that's okay... but this summary is the reason I would be complacent with dwelling in solitude for some good amount of time. I would have water, pure food and shelter. Perhaps I would have animal friends as well. I would have happiness and I would have myself. I find that would be spending my time productively: to get a real, honest, refreshing look at the world we were supposed to inhabit.
