It’s not that I want to bury my head in the sand

It’s not that I want to bury my head in the sand when it comes to adult things like money and sober, responsible living. It’s that I need to come to these things on my terms, and not on the terms of the world or my parents, or anyone else.

My parents did a good job of teaching me to mistrust the instincts of the herd, and I took things a little further. But, community became more and more important to me. I needed people in a simple, basic sort of way–one heart and soul connected to another via the Spirit. No business of business or sex, just warm, careful connections.

I use the word careful, because I have been very careless with my words. My words have often scared away those who saw something of a broken soul, or an ignorant, mildly bigoted man. I spent a few years hoping to be the king redneck, or at least the number one rebel.

Being a rebel for its own sake is the luxury of the young. If you don’t die in your twenties, you had better be prepared with answering questions about how you plan on spending many decades to come.

You had better start considering how you are going to get focused on a thing or two instead of trying to know everything there is to know about everything.

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