Go on a real adventure

I wish i could go to a place were there was no stress, no tears no sounds of cars. A place were no one would call you a freak or a loser and tell you that your a worthless pile of shit and will never amount to anything. Somewere in the mountains like a monestary were it was no hate, no anger just peace and then maybe i could feel like life wasent a waste, maybe then i would be able to sleep without the fear of dieng alone and worthless. The chances of that are small but i can always hope.

and oh, what an adventure it is.

Go places unseen, find things unfound, do things undone, know the unknown, but mainly challenge myself to be myself. Find the “truth” of the world around me and come to know its relative nature.

The real adventure is also in sharing such an experience with others taking in the excitement and joy of exploration while sharing your passion for discovery.

This could be Sea Kayaking the Seychelles or the aleutians islands. It could be working in a rural village school teaching. It could be following the course of an ancestor’s life. It is the crossing over the footsteps of one’s destiny and stepping into the unknown land of learning new things about the world, your companions and yourself.