nature

I want to be bare nature; streams, fields of grass and small flowers, birds singing beautiful things invisibly and the greater avians commanding the canvass of the firmament

Is there good soil anywhere? my heart is always breaking; the earth is becoming a dump

I dont know how to rise from this sorrow. perhaps find the shattered scattered crystals like in many of those prescient RPG’s—seven stars, seven shards, mana lokas, something always once grand, then broken by some natural happening of Time, and having to be found and gathered together again by the Heroes, each their own crystal or star, Reaching on their own journey toward wholeness/completion/refinement/fulfillment