Taking another lane...

Paths are created by taking them on your own, off the beaten tracks.
– Which is a little abbreviation from ol´ Kafka.

This ensures also a certain sense of originality and of being true to yourself. Which might assist in having a genuine feel, about doing things rather your way than follow your leader, stupe. I also recommend highly in this wicked times, to use own brain functions (as long as it is still working, in times of sense- and often useless information overload), build opinions on hard facts, that you dig from trustworthy sources (which can be yellow press, if you are following the really important stuff, like whom of the Kardashians got their ass inflated), rather than fell into a trap of trumpesque idiocy, which expresses itself by adopting stupid, xenophob or any other kind of -phob opinions, that hurt the feelings of minorities or certain groups or individuals, that are chucked, while don´t sharing your bully opinion with them.

This is in my point of view, key, to make sense and be true for yourself, about what is going on out there, in an environment steadily increasing its speed of life, which involves a shortened attention span and an ever evolving stupidity and restlessness (very pronounced when you look at generation Z) - which is obviously alarming and sickening, not only to many human organisms living in it.

Everything

After all it is EVERYTHING, really EVERYTHING about mutual respect, acceptance and acknowledgment, which is the only correct answer for society on this globalised island, (like I see it, rather than a globe, after we are all more and more very closely connected and related, at least somehow). And this: I tell you, as a real wood gnome, who really often don´t give too much, about the horrendous numbers of sheeps walking around.

Don´t get me wrong I like people, and I like what they are capable of, when it comes to creative processes, when actually brains getting used, doing stuff that changes like reating steemit, or promote any other positive movement in a certain way.

I guess my partial misanthropic tendencies are more or less caused by the sickening and pretentious stuff, that clogs our brains like some force of another planet or a currency, that is trending sky scraper high inflationary with selling us useless information, and uninteresting stuff like some new form of home order (television) stupidity. Something you can experience, when you are taking part on very important society meetings, where very important conversations are held, by very important people, that generally talk the talk, just to overcome the deafening silence inside their heads - Ouch!)

Dudes & Dudettes

Like I mentioned, I travelled, read, and studied (people and nature) extensively, and I am right now in the mode to figure out what comes next. Which is not easy and right now a big task for me, til I can drop off some dead weight called freightening existential fear (which obviously doesn´t exist in the form I am experiencing it "right now", especially when you are from a country in Western Europe.

It has to have something to do, with being back in the system after being light with backbag, while travelling or living the sweet student life, with getting older and feeling responsibility (for giving something back after I got it pretty sweet), and having the sincere feel to find a safe haven to settle and becoming even more unflexible than right in this moment: a couple years ago there was no room for such thinking, but obviously I was also never an existentialist to follow in Rimbaud or Sartres footsteps.

And to pay simple bills, rent a place, buy a record or get a bottle of wine you need some bucks, many other things though, might come for free or a bargain, when you are not one of this dudes/dudettes, that need everything still sealed in shrink wrap and with this exciting and chemical "NEW" odour.

The good will

So after I graduated in December 2015 I hit hard rock bottom of reality, having a lot going on in the direction I studied – working in nature conservation (as a student for free), in a system that is based on exploitation and ever growing expansion and profit rates, that doesn´t seem to have (too much) jobs available, where I exactly fit in. Lots of applications are written since then, lots of low paid jobs (next stop circus, nah not a joke) were accepted and lots of mental lows are being crossed, but I am more than ever eager as a squirrel to stash some nuts for this and upcoming winter, to put my energy and good will into any kind of work, or project, that is concerned with nature conservation (if there is anybody who has some job opportunities gimme a shout), save some cute little lynx kittens or help to establish some bad ass wildlife nature reserves.

The babble I wrote you here on steemit is, what keeps me moving and reflects my inner beliefs (it is something about Karma, I guess, something, that some people deeply decline as esoteric bullshit, you know how this saying goes, that opinions are like buttholes...anyways...), after I started out when I was more or less too young, to make the right decisions. Which brought me directly into the fangs of the mean and evil newspaper/advertisement business with 21, which obviously was a pain in the ass, and has barely any to non sense, to learn and work in a field of occupation, that has no value for myself and society (I am talking about advertisement, and I don´t want to put quality journalism in the boat, which obviously help people to look behind the curtains of "what the heck is going on”).

The Beauty of live

For somebody seriously interested in the beautiful things in life (arts, culture, film, photography, music, literature, nature) obviously this are some of my favourite directions to focus on, which doesn´t have to be followed rather make sure you find out for yourself what rocks your boat, free after Krishnamurti: