Deep thoughts from paradise. From Ray Jason at theburningplatform.com:
My little ship’s bow was pointed towards one of my favorite destinations. It is a tropical lagoon enclosed by the steep, lush hills of a full-climax jungle. But more importantly, I was also sailing towards a “state of mind.” This idyllic bay would provide me riches that are rarely savored in the low-grade mayhem that we call The Modern World. The treasures I was seeking were Simplicity and Solitude.
For twelve days and nights, I would bask in a hideaway so pristine that it had never been violated by a siren or a car alarm. There were very few humans and most of my immediate neighbors were creatures who live in the Sea and the Sky. Occasionally, a smiling local Indio paddled past in a hand-carved dugout canoe. The tranquility was so visceral, that when a boat powered by an outboard motor passed by, it was as jarring as a chain saw at a yoga retreat.
My days of slow, quiet contemplation brought me both joy and sadness. The regret was not for myself, but for the great mass of humanity that is either strapped to the wheel of survival, or that is hypnotized by their iDistractors. Both of these groups are rarely able to break loose from their shackles and ponder The Big Stuff.