As I walk along the rugged shoreline of coastal Maine, I toss ideas around my head about the true context of what we live in. Taking the good, with the bad. The successes British tourism had in popularizing the idea of everyday people exploring the wide world we are surrounded by, countered by the social and economic costs that come with engaging in these behaviors without thinking of the world outside your own. How we, as humans, are made to feel this earth. We are designated for what we designate, we feel for what we want to feel. Our bodies and minds, in their incredible, multifaceted natures enables us to truly experience the wide variety of feelings this world has to offer, in addition to promising so much more if we chose to

A. Perpetuate our own existence here with the idea of sustainability and renew-ability.

B. Progress our technology to a point where we can explore worlds beyond our own, whether from metaphysical standpoint, a multidimensional standpoint, or a  __________ standpoint. Space flight promises just the beginning of what could be one hell of a journey.

I feel as if I am at the cusp of the universe, feeling the great context of a millennium below me, waiting for the next step to be taken.

Perhaps that next step will be close to home than we are imagining. I have been reading this fascinating book recently titled: The History of the Occult. It gives an interesting look into a different perspective, one that delves deep into mechanization of the human brain, and a vast array of historical accounts describing events, abilities,  and manifestations of varying degrees of strangeness.

Now if would excuse me, I have a environment to experience.