kujo
Jedi
I've really been enjoying the synchroncities I've been witnessing lately, between thoughts that occur in my mind, and what turns up on the forums. The past few days, there's been this thought of wanting to move out of the states. I've got a passport application sitting on a shelf, which I filled out about a month ago. However, still just sitting there...
The thought to leave here occurred prior to coming across some map from The Wildlands Project, which shows specifically places in the US that will be "off limits to humans" in the guise of protecting the environment and in pursuit of sustainability. The colour on the legend noting areas off limits, covered the entire peninsula I live on. To see this map was kind of a fire under the buns. Yikes! Taking a step back and looking at the US as a whole, it all feels toxic.
However, with that thought, the funny thing is, I can't complain about this location otherwise; it feels right in every other way. Three years ago I relocated from Southern California to here. Recalling all the earthquake drills the school districts rehearsed while I growing up (living along the San Andreas Fault Line), hearing about "The Big One", memories of being evacuated due to mass wildfires perpetuated by the Santa Ana Winds, prophecies of California falling into the ocean, over populated cities, and the gamut of all other things neurotic, I'm relieved to have said goodbye to that piece of land. In august of 2005 I was to be moving (on a whim) from California to Metarie, Louisana, not too far from New Orleans; a week before I was to arrive a storm off the coast was building quickly, not long after that Hurricane Katrina made it's impact. Six months before I ended up here, I was to be off in Alaska for a new job, which unexpectedly fell through, and through a series of other events, I was led to where I reside now. And where I reside now, is where I was introduced to Cassiopaea Experiment.
Which leads me to the same juncture as Corto Maltese, where he said in the intro post,
Which could even mean, relocating to a place you never thought you'd end up... Seems best to be open and see what happens.
The thought to leave here occurred prior to coming across some map from The Wildlands Project, which shows specifically places in the US that will be "off limits to humans" in the guise of protecting the environment and in pursuit of sustainability. The colour on the legend noting areas off limits, covered the entire peninsula I live on. To see this map was kind of a fire under the buns. Yikes! Taking a step back and looking at the US as a whole, it all feels toxic.
However, with that thought, the funny thing is, I can't complain about this location otherwise; it feels right in every other way. Three years ago I relocated from Southern California to here. Recalling all the earthquake drills the school districts rehearsed while I growing up (living along the San Andreas Fault Line), hearing about "The Big One", memories of being evacuated due to mass wildfires perpetuated by the Santa Ana Winds, prophecies of California falling into the ocean, over populated cities, and the gamut of all other things neurotic, I'm relieved to have said goodbye to that piece of land. In august of 2005 I was to be moving (on a whim) from California to Metarie, Louisana, not too far from New Orleans; a week before I was to arrive a storm off the coast was building quickly, not long after that Hurricane Katrina made it's impact. Six months before I ended up here, I was to be off in Alaska for a new job, which unexpectedly fell through, and through a series of other events, I was led to where I reside now. And where I reside now, is where I was introduced to Cassiopaea Experiment.
Which leads me to the same juncture as Corto Maltese, where he said in the intro post,
...deep down I beleive that everyone will be exactly on the spot where they are supposed to be at certain point in time.
Which could even mean, relocating to a place you never thought you'd end up... Seems best to be open and see what happens.