Home... is this a quiet place where you should be alone?
Is this where the tortured and the troubled find their own?
Hey... give me space so I can breathe
Give me space so I can sleep
Give me space so you can drown in this with me
Something Corporate, "Space"
Identify.Home.
My purpose incorporates levels and varieties of how I identify with myself, my immediate surroundings. Throughout an ever-changing world, I carry a sense of home with me. In a sense, home expands and contracts much like the inward and outward breaths I breathe.
I identify with a curiosity about what it means to fully embrace Life on Earth. Following sage metaphor... through philosophy manifest... digging and resting in purposeful exploration.
The world is imaginary.
From the chemical interactions my body metabolizes, into bursting connective emotion; my experience crystallizes through object in field. Akin to Soren Kierkegarrd, I believe that, "Life can only be understood backwards; but must be lived forwards." Who I am is not defined by what surrounds me, but what surrounds me influences my adaptive awareness. Home roots itself in a paradox: the changing nature of change. That which we do not know often manifests in new experiences (i.e. seeing a sunrise or sunset in a new place). Once I experience the creation of a novel root, that which is new subtly twines to it's nearby neighbors.
Whether or not I am aware of these ever-changing developments, their growth continues. I choose to cut the faulty roots (i.e. maladaptations, defenses) that grow alongside identifying roots. As I identify which roots to water, specific and adaptive changes occur.
Mindful.And.Intentional.Pruning.
