Favourite part of the world

Favourite part of the world

There are many places, hidden and untouched parts of the world. Places wherea human being has not yet set his hands free, let them overrun the nature. Maybe these are my favourite. I will try to elaborate on that, if you will.

The human society is pretty much boring. Everything looks the same. Well, there may be some differences after all, but it still does not change the fact. The world is becoming more and more colonized by one big crapy culture. Due to globalization mankind is losing its power. No matter where you go, you will be able to draw some parallel lines between randomly selected places. The differences are fading. Formerly separated countries have now, let me say, united into one “thing” – nature killer.

However, there are still some places that set you free. Trees and bushes all around you. No civilization, no buildings, no vehicles, no streets… no people. Unfortunately, these parts are not so common as I would have wished them to be. Rain forest or dessert to live free for at least a day. I was in a dessert once, myself. I felt the universe functioning perfectly. But I was still perfectly locked inside myself. Instead of oneness, I felt isolation. At that time I knew I was alive. I could feel it. Not like in enormous towns, in which all I felt was pressure an loneliness pushing me down to the ground. Un able to breath or just simply – dwell. It is boring lives that we live. Wake up in the morning, go to work or school, get back and go to sleep. neverending, everlasting habit.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a man needs and wants more and more. Always desperately in need of something. That is why every single tree is cut down, all the fresh lands destroyed. We need space. But why? Was it always like that? I think it just a result of spreading capitalism. Even Shakespeare thought that. There is a line of Juliet’s: “The more I give to thee, the more I have.” The more I invest, the more I get. But I’m not really in the mood to discuss that, so let us just leave it.

In conclusion, the untouched places are my favourite, just because I can be alone, far away from all the troubles in the dying world. And that is why I want to live in the loose palace of exile, far, far away. No one really knows what could have happened without those free and never trespassed lands. In my devouring consciousness they have always existed despite its digesting power. Not for sure, but it might have been death.