How can I get back in one day all that I have experienced in nature?
A whistlestop tour of landmarks and waysides in all weathers perhaps?
Or just sitting back against a tree chewing a piece of grass while humming a tune gently?
Letting the ants crawl over my trouser legs and the roots of the tree disappearing into cracks and crevices too small for me to look inside.
And lay there under the midday sun while the birds coo and the wind rustles the branches on high.
As a dampness insinuates into my behind there is a gentle remind that us humans no longer live outdoors long having conquered trees for floorboards.
But as I stand up and brush off the dirt and look up at the tree I am reminded of the might that puts the greatness into the great outdoors.
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 