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I
completely agree, Mary. That's exactly what I was thinking - wildness
is to live as we were meant to live.
I also
enjoyed how it said on page 7, "I would like to learn,or remember, how
to live. I come to Hollins Pond not so much to learn how to live as,
frankly, to forget about it. Thatis, I don't think I can learn from a wild
animal how to live in particular-shall I suck warm blood, hold my tail
high, walk with my footprints precisely over the prints of my hands?-but I
might learn something of mindlessness,something of the purity of living in
the physical senses and the dignity of living without bias or motive."
I really like this because it feels that we often get caught up in the
frustrations of life and we are constantly
thinking about our next move, and we do include bias and motive. To
live in mindlessness to me would be just to
simply live. No more, no less. No cares. Nothing of influence
in society, just enjoy life.
Oh, and I just thought it was cool how it said on page 6, "His journal
is tracks in clay, a spray of feathers, mouse blood
and bone: uncollected, unconnected, loose-leaf, and blown." It
flows so well and sounds cool to me...ha that's all.
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