I really like munching on dried purple-dulse, but I can't find any in this town... I must drive 20-miles to the big city, and search for hours... People in the big city are all in such a rat-race hurry.. It's like they are all on-fire inside.. It's as if they all, are primed and ready to attack, for the slightest reason... I suppose this whole world being in "police state" does that to them... Everyone wants to get back at the system, but they all-ways only get back at each other... They attack Innocents to make themselves and their needs for vengeance be relieved...
The big city feels like it has a desperate need to eat me up... I don't like North American cities.. I've seen most of them... I suppose they are essentially just huge "open-door asylums"... Are your cities like that too?..
I sure do miss the Sea... I miss the smell of the salt on windy days...
I miss walking the evening seawall on the west coast, seeing all the lonely fags trying to hustle each other...
In BC, killer whales will approach your little boat, and let you touch them... One mature killer-whale played silly games with me while I sat in my tiny rubber raft... It bumped my bum with its nose, from under the raft, and made the raft spin a little... It's amazing how such a tremendous powerful beast that kills animals so violently to feed, can be so gentle to humans...
Most of all I miss the mountains, and their overly friendly creatures... On the west coast I can approach large meat eaters safely.. not at all like the people here in the middle of North America.. Here they're all extremely dangerous!.. the animals, and the people...


