Hoot Owl Flashlight

The wounds that never heal are the ones without physical form.

They never came out and explcitily stated as such but I'm positive my parents would have been supportive of any decision I had made, whether it went against what they believed or not. I can't imagine what it would do to someone to not have that kind of support, especially for something like this.

Amazing story. Thanks for bringing it to my attention.

About 6 or more years ago something within me changed. I became less interested in girls, games and cars and became obsessively interested in "Why?" the question in a philosophical/spiritual pursuit. I've been searching high and low for the answers and one of the first places I went was my parents and siblings. But my parents and siblings were much too into girls, games and cars (etc..) and found my pursuit annoying, to say the least. It bothered me because I thought my aims were righteous, noble and by far superior to their idle occupations. Nevertheless, I couldn't convince them to see the import in what I had learned, was learning and could teach them. Nor did they have much to offer and due to forseeable consequences communications with many of them have been severed. There is some solace in the fact that virtually all genuine spiritual/truth-seekers face this cold reality. I wouldn't have it any other way, the search implicates me at its core and demands that I can go at it alone.

I saw the documentary last night. It was quite moving. The freedom riders have my deepest respect and admiration.

Ryan: Good luck on the quest. As a former seeker, I would recommend reading Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and Lila by Robert Pirsig. (If you haven't read them already.)

@Tadeo

I have Lila by Pirsig and I thought it was a great story. I should read his other; Motorcycle Maintenance and the Art of Zen

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