there's been one place for me on earth all along


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And I still don't live there.

I mean, where I am right now, Little Valley, is my idea of home, heaven on earth, and they're going to have to bodily drag me from here back into my car next week, but the truth seems to reside in Iceland. I would go build myself a cement enclosure and then dig down into a thermally heated spring right next to it so I could cover the enclosure in the dirt and have myself a large warm pool right out my back door and a grassy roof over me.

I'd never be too hot or too cold. It would be silent. Silence is the most beautiful music in the cosmos. And I would be concentrating whenever I wasn't sleeping. My concentration would become so pervasive it would begin to command my dreams and the landscape around me. Eventually, the absolute truth of my heart would cover the globe and all would be suddenly wise, and happy, and loving. Everything ugly would simply stop and people would flock to make it beautiful.

We'd end up a vacation spa for the universe full of psychedelic humanoids.

That's one hunnert percent exactly so.

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Or, if I have to come back, I want my next father to be a surfer....


always and any time....