Closing One Chapter, Opening Another

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Every time you encounter a person, you are seeing what the history of that person has created in that moment. Every new moment we live changes a person. New knowledge, loss of knowledge, death or trauma, and life-changing experiences can alter one's individuality in an instant. This story begins on the tail end of a 2-month long road trip from New York City to San Diego, 6 weeks of rest and self-recovery, and many rapid and sudden changes in outlook and in scenery. I am now near Yellowstone National Park at Hebgen Lake, Montana where I will be volunteering with Buffalo Field Campaign for several months. From here I will be embarking on a global journey that may last anywhere from 1 to 10 years.

I left a home in Southern California that was slowly closing its doors to me, and I make this journey to search for a home(s) of my own creation. In taking the time to absorb my experiences as well as contribute and create in every way I can, I am searching for a cause to commit a substantial portion of my life to. I'm looking for friends and lovers. I'm looking for family. I'm looking for a place to live and a way of life that I feel is gratifying. I want to take my last breath knowing that although I didn't get to do everything I had dreamed of doing; though I made mistakes, I was still able to use the time and resources I consumed and created something worthwhile. Do you think that's what everyone wants? I think that the purpose for life in capitalist society has been focused solely on consumption; on destruction, not creation. What worse hell can there be than ours when life itself has been co-opted for the gain and self-destruction of the very few, and at the potential cost of humanity itself?. I want for my very means of existence to stand in opposition to this worldview.

In making this transition, I have closed one chapter, only to turn the page and find another ready to begin. Who am I now? Who will I be? Who are you? Who will you be? Who are we to be together? Turn the page and read on. We'll answer those questions together...