kait.

We move like apes in a concrete jungle. Everything is stone and metal; instinct has become an inconvenience to our culture.
I feel biased to think that returning to a more primal state, surrendering to and aknowledging instinct could be a step forward in personal evolution. As if the technological, cultural, and social directions of modern humans were a step sideward?
I guess in the past year I have sheltered myself from the mainstream American culture, and, for months at a time, forget what that energetic plane feels like to be around.
This weekend I found myself at my sister's cheerleading competition. It was a bit ridiculous how culture-shocked I felt myself acting. Being in a stadium, I was surrounded by shallow, base, territorial collective thought. It was bringing me into vibrational resonance with it, like two bells ringing side-by-side. I want to give them all a hug and tell them that they can wake up whenever they want to. But they don't want to, and it's not my place to screw with their egos, their lives are their journeys.
I can't wait to go back to Berkeley tonight.