Thalassic waters mystique entrance this lifelong landlubber
Oft times this mountain man intrigued to step no closer to the sea than the Earth's defining coastlines. Ironically enough, the vagaries of near infinite watery expanse captivates, beckons and allures this Aegean inhabitant no closer than the wavering edge, where Poseidon doth kiss Gaea.
Nonetheless motivation, inspiration activation to craft epistles kickstarts, infuses, gushes... analogously from humongous fountainhead. Far from madding crowds, this sensate being remains content hearing, smelling, tasting, touching (marks closest limit of contact), and watching incessant timeless watery medium ebb and flow. Ever since a boy (born encased within miniature sea), I never tire being free and clear courtesy audible, nasal, oral, tactile, and visual medium covering three quarters of the terrestrial surface. Thus remaining temporary mortality (mine) will bear witness (no lion) to experience mental, physical, and spiritual gamut offered the five senses experiencing activated transfixed courtesy watery expanse.
No grandeur exaltation exceeds the depth, length, width... evidenced courtesy of mighty scope inherent within such large medium supposedly bajillion years ago coaxing, generating, manifesting... life on this planet. Yes, I tip figurative hat to Charles Darwin, and Alfred Russel Wallace, who substantiated evolutionary theory detail in Darwin's On the Origin of Species (1859). Quite radical and revolutionary notion more than one hundred and fifty years ago, which premise versus creationist school of thought caused within religious community, yet good n plenti hard core evidence offered heft to this revolutionary outlook.
Not my impossible mission, nor intent to buttress theory supporting coalescence of nebulous primordial essence into divers flora and fauna. This reedsy (non Ritzy) prompt incorporating myself beside the sea (in whatever capacity comes to mind) hopes to steer clear of deeply controversial topic this petty coated juncture, viz space/time continuum August twenty third, two thousand and nineteen, the date essay coaxed, generated, and loosed courtesy gray matter of mine.
The intent regarding casting a boot within embodiment of most abundant liquid covering oblate spheroid focused expounding on how vast oceans seeming affect yours truly with awe, cogent humility, thus allowing, enabling, and providing quintessential perspective where significance of Homo sapiens
less arrogant, haughty, supercilious,...trumpeted by at least one pompous individual, who equates his importance on par with a god. Also no futile ambition to deconstruct such a premise. Essentially there might be less tidiness communicating reverence for supreme powers (particularly concerning titanic natural forces at bay) way beyond the limits of this garden variety hominid, a mere nuisance and figurative thorn in the side of doctrinaire Bible thumpers.
Hence please pardon the above (plus bar any further) digressions. This tendency to meander part and parcel concerning trademark writing style frequently trends (moor or less off topic wharf fare I originally set sail) rather swiftly styled/ harried tailored manner. Decades harboring a pier rent passion vis a vis thee moist abundant compound (H2O) percolated within the brine of one average fellow.
Excuse me while I momentarily touch the sky, and simultaneously lapse into third person singular. Anyway, he feels incessant timeless buoyant events constituting distant horizons serving as constant mentor, no matter the lesson material quite predictable. Unlike television, this live broadcast offers salient self actualization. Noncommercial disruption (minus popular enclaves for shore, those public beach resorts quite an eyesore and unfair intrusion into marine ecosystem) never tires me. He (yupper still linked with first person plural) adapted googly instagrammed joie de vivre nsync with rhythm of pounding surf.
A crude rustic dwelling safely distant against impending stormy, feisty, choppy... weather imposed choice spit of solid ground to occupy. Built with indigenous plant material (moss covered roof) quite apropos to withstand heavy rain. Invention being the mother of necessity (unsure who accounts for father) delegated innovation to access resources (pabst occasionally calling on rolling Rocks) to avoid building complex edifice, but rather crafting simple yet cozy abode. Living off the grid forced once spry aging lovely bones to devise keeping safe and soundcloud from raw elements of nature. Generation of heat, (especially during months of year when many a nor'easter barrels across badlands end most critical to survive.
Hence subsurface fire pit adequately placed inland avoids encountering drowning hearth. Trials and error eventually evolved methodology to batten down hatches (learned thru school of hard knocks). Sustenance equally vital. Minor challenge arose finding hermit aged mister anthrope figuratively pitched atop horns of a dilemma. Dear reader, I cut to the chase, as tan hat manned survivalist. That quandary arose cuz vegetarianism preferred diet. Trout fishing in America more boyhood fancy versus appealing sport. Anyway preference took root foraging for edible plant, some of which offered naturally sweet treat, and providing significant vitamins.
Though catch of the day could be resolved, the barrier regarding comfort zone abruptly drawn without self imposed invisible wall determined by furthest encroachment of whirled wide webbed fingers of water. Ample edible greens prevailed, particularly since trial and error (risky business, yet only tried and true recourse), whatever would not kill must inevitable make me stronger.
Course earlier in mein kampf, I amassed botanical information voraciously reading books available at local library. Self sufficient living gnawed within more'n fifty shades of gray matter with one trusty noggin e'er since...I begat aversion being at the whim of capitalistic consumer driven paradigm. Power outages back in the day of yore Bubba's Zayda (approximates my prime mated phase), and wrought severe objection being at mercy of electricity without which the entire civilization would evince grinding halt. Helplessness to fend for self (and dependents), two grown daughters who favored with trappings of consumerist society, and spouse hood join an Abbey.
At long last sought after leeway to venture forth tapping into long lost skills became reality for a self anointed apprentice. Luckily I counted innate aptitude predicated on being adept and quick learner. Rather than merely duplicate primitive techniques to become master (baitor) of mine domain, an impetus arose to adapt some eco friendly innovations in tandem with indigenous tribes, whose knowledge base nearly extinguished.
Synchronicity amidst policy minimizing purported "foot print" anathema to thee cut throat competitive esprit de corp spurring great masses to traumatise the environment at expense of technologic creature comforts. This wordsmith disliked being another guilty offender undermining the inalienable right of other life forms many quickly perishing at the greed of thieving marauders aiming to sabotage the Amazon to rake in gobs of wealth.
Cut loose from the delicate network human species established meant dissociating with urban outfitters. Sooner than later a sea change would be forced upon humanity. I wanted to avoid clamorous, fractious, insidious, ludicrous, outrageous, rapacious, vicious, and zealous pompous self serving materialistic leitmotif. Yukon find this semantic simian steward at an unspoilt sea. There me remaining days will be serenely spent spinning serious screeds against the sacrament and supposedly sacred selfish sea curs.