Small World???You are festifoolin yourselves...

Do you really think so? Happen you’ve got “Big ways”, The inhabitants of St. Helena would know what I mean. Ideas above yer rightful place.If your image of the planet has been conditioned by the media overview, you have been looking at the screen for too long. That little one eyed spaceman’s view of a blue green world is a clever programming trick for sure.
Someone told me recently that one grant aided cow needs three hectares of land for feed winter and summer. I thought it was three acres, no matter, the logic is the same.Stand in the middle of a field armed with a hoe and a spade and tell me its small. The world is big enough. Don’t distort the practical real image.Measure yourself against a tree, a fully grown mature one, rare enough in Europe , plenty of youngsters. Arm yourself with only hand tools. Convert it into timber for construction the old fashioned way. With a froe, wedges and a beetle an axe and an adze.. So you don’t think you had big ways?
You have got a big shock coming and no mistake. Sustainable forward is reliant on getting the real world into proper perspective. My world is continually expanding..not only in size but in it’s intrinsic value. If yours isn’t doing that happen you are spending and wasting more than you ought to be investing. Dedication to the work will give you strength, the profit is the life. Come back to earth you deluded urbanites and leave your media reinforced views behind. You have nothing to celebrate till you have done the work. Head for home then hit the ground running and make it better. Return it to a state of grace. The festival field had its hedges grubbed up.
Solar power isn’t going to reinstate them. Manual energy is better invested in the choiceless healthy option. eighty five pounds ticket in advance if you have a job, sixty five if you are on a low income. After all expenses you coud have paid one months mortgage on a home field site of your own.
I guess the plan is wait for the parents to die and buy a bit of your own.the “wrinklies” are living longer, blessem,so they should. Vulture culture is far from glamourous. The charm of youth will soon wear out.
How did the promotional blurb go?... “a place where butterflies can find their wings” Well how romantic. Doesn’t quite do it as metaphors go.
“Intoxicating atmosphere”, the air is more oxygen enriched than the monoxide saturation at ground level in the urban quarter. A buzz for sure if you are used to being driven by adrenilised stress panic from O deficiency.
A bit of aerobic dancing in the fresh air would set your head a spinning and no mistake. If you can’t get that buzz at home you are living in the wrong place. The popular delusion cultivated in the festibusiness culture is no alternative to real life. We don’t need a ticket to get in, The overall returns on our investment of work grows exponentially by each season. Come back to the independent peasant life youth.Share the labour of the long journey forward.
My darling belle maman brought me some early spuds yesterday and invited me to get a lettuce. She is well ahead of the season. She has been practicing what she wants to know best all her life.Life support Adding to knowledge and wisdom handed down for generations. We smile to each other when we look up from our work .Small people in the Big world.Doing the Big work The Last world reality. In the faded glory of decade Empire The Small world vision will soon reduce to a no world fit to live in nightmare. Doing the do iz all. Dancing and singing we can do once the work is done, at home.
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