jermiahjohnson

somthing tells me i will never go off into the wild, then something else deep inside my spirit that resembles a bear says otherwise. i will but not to visit or tell others of the wonders ive seen but to live and escape the predictions of our failed society i feel are comming to pass. my vision is in canada. not sure where yet, need more research, i want to return to the mountains and ways of old. i see myself with only my dog and horse fighting the cold and dealing with the lack of heat. i can feel the coarse bear skin ive resently skinned and tanned.i can tase the home made food still cooking on the wood stove and i can hear the wood cracking in the fireplace i buit by hand not two summers ago. i sense ive been here before, and longing to return.