I carry my culture along with me...
Like the snail, I carry my house with me. Not only the furniture but the cultural background. Can't hide away from that one. To radically change in a sort of tabula rasa is futile. The main difference to this personal culture is the addition of some aspects of me that where kinda oblivious in town: working on the house and taking care of the land. I was much missing those activities in town, though I always made a point of doing some.
Winter is a great moment to slow down. It's a period I like most. In the city, one is unaware of the changes of rythms of seasons. Everything is so linear to the point of oppression. I wish I would once and for all be totally detached from the city in terms of work. Yet I came here because I was working from home. Long hours during the weekdays, as in the city. The way back home is the shortest possible. The 9 t0 5 routine was becoming impossible to me. Over and Out! It's a standpoint for good... unless I can do something at my conditions.
I only came here to spend time thinking! The clinical look at society is this one. One could almost say hygienic look, for I am far away and ever so close... Too many activities, noises, constant interruption, difficulty to sit and reflect...
I am not thinking out of nothing though! In my isolation, I decided to subscribe to a few mags such as (Harper's, The Atlantic Monthly, Parabola), to the weekly edition of The Christian Science Monitor and to a french daily (Le Devoir) - on line, 'cause the snail mail is too slow and too expensive. I also read books! I also read a lot on line: feature articles, academias. I am again pretty much aware of what is going on daily on the planet after having tried to avoid it for months. But I mostly brush through the daily stuff. It doesn't touch me except for debates that go on and on day in, day out.
There are many ways to handle the timeline. Each days moves its weigh in dust and it's hard to see through the turmoil, put thing into perspective 'cause there is none. I'd rather have this retreat, this physical and mental distance. I hold on to my refusal to go back to the citis. After all, I lived in 'em for 28 years!
I can now spend more times on my favorite subject matters: alternative sources of energy and the relation between sciences and religion/spirituality that is gaining much momentum lately. To me it has become paramount to develop my thesis on those subject as well as read a lot about them.
We have a public library out here! No bad for a little town of 750. Mind you, it's opened only 4 hours a week. Incidentally we have the interlibrary loan service which is great 'cause there ain't much in there. Thus at mid-september I ordered a book and guess what? It just arrived! What a performance!
I also listen to radio quite a bit, namely: VPR (Vermont Public Radio), France Culture, la BBC (en ligne) et CBC and... sometimes Radio Canada, if there is anything worth listening.
Winter is a great moment to slow down. It's a period I like most. In the city, one is unaware of the changes of rythms of seasons. Everything is so linear to the point of oppression. I wish I would once and for all be totally detached from the city in terms of work. Yet I came here because I was working from home. Long hours during the weekdays, as in the city. The way back home is the shortest possible. The 9 t0 5 routine was becoming impossible to me. Over and Out! It's a standpoint for good... unless I can do something at my conditions.
I only came here to spend time thinking! The clinical look at society is this one. One could almost say hygienic look, for I am far away and ever so close... Too many activities, noises, constant interruption, difficulty to sit and reflect...
I am not thinking out of nothing though! In my isolation, I decided to subscribe to a few mags such as (Harper's, The Atlantic Monthly, Parabola), to the weekly edition of The Christian Science Monitor and to a french daily (Le Devoir) - on line, 'cause the snail mail is too slow and too expensive. I also read books! I also read a lot on line: feature articles, academias. I am again pretty much aware of what is going on daily on the planet after having tried to avoid it for months. But I mostly brush through the daily stuff. It doesn't touch me except for debates that go on and on day in, day out.
There are many ways to handle the timeline. Each days moves its weigh in dust and it's hard to see through the turmoil, put thing into perspective 'cause there is none. I'd rather have this retreat, this physical and mental distance. I hold on to my refusal to go back to the citis. After all, I lived in 'em for 28 years!
I can now spend more times on my favorite subject matters: alternative sources of energy and the relation between sciences and religion/spirituality that is gaining much momentum lately. To me it has become paramount to develop my thesis on those subject as well as read a lot about them.
We have a public library out here! No bad for a little town of 750. Mind you, it's opened only 4 hours a week. Incidentally we have the interlibrary loan service which is great 'cause there ain't much in there. Thus at mid-september I ordered a book and guess what? It just arrived! What a performance!
I also listen to radio quite a bit, namely: VPR (Vermont Public Radio), France Culture, la BBC (en ligne) et CBC and... sometimes Radio Canada, if there is anything worth listening.
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