We must choose to be lovers of the wild or not. What say you?

Let’s blog a river of words we can explore, develop a wild language we can find freedom in.

Wild are the words which wake in us a world where we are but part of a community, composed of cores of consciousness connected by corridors of common dreams, flowing passages in a river wiggling with all life while learning the way to say – “In Wildness is the preservation of the world.”

Say what you will, will what you say, so our words and world will have a future we can all live with. Ask questions. Does the human spirit have a primal allegiance to wildness? What is the quality of wildness? What is the will of the wild?

We think we are domesticated, in control, but we aren’t. We are feral in fear, feral in tongue and language – we are homesick for wildness. We want little but to know something of the landscape, to have a way home, to know how all landscape is knowledgescape.

The knowledge of Wildness can erupt with a crazy carnival of comedy and the realization that everything has to eat something. It teaches us times change and we have much to learn. The human spirit is the realization of wildness. We are a force of nature.

“Wildness is the state of complete awareness. That’s why we need it,” writes Gary Snyder. Wildness is common knowledge. We learn from the minds of other creatures – they are good to think with. Ask the council of all beings.

We must choose to be lovers of the wild or not. What say you?