Do you really honestly think that it is necesary to stay here forever. I really dont need to be wity you intelects of life i want to be like the bitter the ones who don’t want to think about today’s papers,like the ones who believe in god not excactly religon but spirituality. I am speaking of the ghost world or bragging rap.
You go on with all of your commmunity-like events but as for me i practice my own way of community using everything from Middle English to revived messaging,birdwatching,or searching for the nothern lights.
How come News reports have to be more important than the lost art of letter writing that’s communicating too. Or even hiking thru the woods colllecting mushroom spurs or being an island kid making sand castles on the beach. That is my own syle of making new friends. Its funny isent it how whenever you stand upon a ground of solitude you still want to identify with a certain crowd. But even the janitor of dreams tells us that each induvidual lives by their own language.