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10-03-2011, 11:32 PM
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A new point of view
So I went on a hike alone today, and I climbed a tree, maybe 40 feet up, with most trees being 60-80ft tall, and a few old ones being 100ft or so. And I have to say, it was amazing. With fall setting in, and everything from green to brown in leaves, it was awesome. I recommend everyone go do it. Today if you have time, tomorrow if not. I climbed as high as I could, and the view was just breath taking. It's days like there where I think "I'm about 300-400m from a road, yet everybody who drives by misses this beauty. It's so sad."
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"Pardon me, I wanna live in a fantasy" "I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on" It seems like everybody is moving forward. As if there is some final goal they can achieve and get to. I don't get it though. When I look around, it seems like I'm already there, and there is nothing left to do. "You think you're so clever and classless and free, but you're still ****ing peasants as far as I can see." I wish I could take just one hour of what I experience out in nature, wrap it in a box, put a bow on it, and start handing out to people Nature has its own religion; gospel from the land I know I was born and I know that I'll die; The in between is mine." 
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