The First Entry: Waking Up to the Cathedral of Silence By an Anonymous Castaway
I have discovered as a verb. To enature means to cease observing the world and to become the act of observing. It means to taste the salt on your own skin and recognize it as the same salt that wept from the first life crawling out of the primordial ooze. Final Thought for Entry -1... Tomorrow, I will attempt to make fire without a lens. Yesterday, I learned to read the clouds. Today, I learned the Latin name of the bird that wakes me at dawn ( Zosterops lateralis — the silvereye). But I will not trap it. I will not own it. Holy Nature - Enature - On The Desert Island -1...
Because on this desert island, is not a resource. It is a communion. And I have finally stopped talking long enough to receive it. The First Entry: Waking Up to the Cathedral