Updated: Oct 29, 2021
Have you ever faced Reality? I don’t mean the everyday concept; the kind which insists you take stock of what’s going on in the world or in your own corner of it.
I don’t mean the concept people mean when they say, “You need to face reality.”
No. I am talking about facing Reality: the deepest, most fundamental building block of existence.
I am talking about the journey into the unknown and the unknowable.
This is the place, for want of a better word, because we are spatial beings encountering something which goes beyond time and space – this is the place of being-ness, of contemplation of eternity – unflinching contemplation of the very thing we avoid, with our distractions, and our shopping, and our politics, and our .... fear.
And this, this, is why I am leaving Sydney, with its bustle and its traffic. This is why I will journey to a village which isn’t even a village, on the mid-North Coast of New South Wales; to live as an artist and author and wanderer along the sands at the edge of the shining sea.
I go in order to face Reality, far from the city of my birth.
I go to contemplate.
For it is time.
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