Commentary 8 - Not Possible Living as an Island

 NOT POSSIBLE TO LIVE AS AN ISLAND



I have been working through a discussion with some Friends as to whether you can CONTROL your life e.g. Is the life of a cloistered Monk/Nun (no matter what religion) desirable or really possible? Can you ignore "Events" and substitute Self-Discipline, Ritual, Repetition, Simplicity? 

The discussion began through meeting one of our local bush hermits - a Bloke who claims to have lived in the local Wombat Forest for over 10 years in a reclaimed mud-brick hut and surviving on bush tucker and what he can grow from the seeds he started with. Leaving aside my personal doubts about his total veracity, his lifestyle did open up a discussion which included no conversations, no sex with others, no links by printed or electronics, no electricity, no updating of clothes nor possessions, no need for appearance approval, little channge in diet, and so it goes.

My World is so dependent on News cycles, virtual or actual interactions, endless reading materials, my electronics, my relationship with Karen, my views from the Hill - so I am a captive of "Events" and the "Next Steps". I am totally in a parallel universe to my bush hermit acquaintance. AND both of us want so much to justify our own Universe!

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