False Death and the Uncaring Cruelty of Mountains
When I was wandering off from my values, death brought me home. When I had forgotten what my purpose was and why I came to the woods, death came gently, reminding me. When the dreaded knot of “other people’s values” had tangled itself all around my work and my knowledge, death came by to show … Continue reading False Death and the Uncaring Cruelty of Mountains
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