Locations. Where I've been. Where I'm at. Where I'm going. Internal foci as well as external. Greenery appeals. Always has. Always will. Been in a desert too long. Parched: spiritually as well as physically. Want and need more. My bio-pop used to lament the dearth of museums and (trappings of?) high culture. He said it turned his soul grey. Methinks he could've opened up to more around him and found alternatives that could satisfy needs and gratify desires.
delerium3 managed to unearth and preserve some of his poetry from way back when, for which I'm most profoundly grateful.
Yet my circles currently take me (perhaps even routinely or at least consistently) into oases of nourishing contentment and enrichment...piquing my desires even as satisfying some of 'em. More more more I say. And so it goes...and so go I. Back later, most likely.
Yet my circles currently take me (perhaps even routinely or at least consistently) into oases of nourishing contentment and enrichment...piquing my desires even as satisfying some of 'em. More more more I say. And so it goes...and so go I. Back later, most likely.