I’m still here. The days are moving along. I dyed my hair while I was gone. I’ve been reading about how to build a house. Got a lot of the good stuff figured out. I really need to focus on doors for a little bit, mostly I need to build a door to get an idea for framing and spacing. I’m trying to read this one book cover to cover so that I’ll have this large general knowledge. At least my book exposes me to new terms in home construction that I didn’t know. Knowing term allows me to ask questions I couldn’t before.
There was a tornado around here two nights ago, no big damage was done to us, but a lot of people are without power and some lost homes. That’s rough, I don’t know what I think about it because I think my natural reaction goes back to my take on Buddhism. My idea being if I don’t have anything, I can’t be upset by it being taken away. Isn’t it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? I think I do love material goods, but only my goods, that number of things is just less for me. I know everyone wants to be lifted out of this situation and placed into another, I know that’s what me dreaming about land is, I escape to this place in my head. For now, the best thing to do is nothing. We’ll save money and energy, money is a representation of excess human energy anyway. We say, “I’ll operate that cash register if you pay me for every hour I do it.” Building up savings is a security, but even knowing it’s ok to rest and do nothing, it’s not comfortable.