Running Up That Time Machine

There’s a lot of umph out there to go back to a simpler time.

After taking some leisure time to peruse other’s blogs and thoughts, I found a distinct pattern of people longing to go back to simplicity, to a clean planet, and to our roots. I should preface, I did search “Earth”.

One post by Chris Hall inspired me to write this post – What will become of us – a poem for Earth Day

There’s not a day that goes by where I don’t imagine myself living on a tropical island or in the prairie. No technology. No clothing as we know it today. No conventional toothpaste. All I would have is the love, support, and commune of my family; and the love, support, and commune of nature.

A “teacher” of mine once told me that moving back to these types of times would really not be ideal. Think about having to clean your clothes in a creek, or, yeah, not having toothpaste!

I don’t know that these inconveniences would have been considered inconveniences back then, though.

It’s like getting into your car. That’s not really a major inconvenience. But if thirty years from now we’re all teleporting, driving would seem like washing your clothes in the creek.

There’s just something about a pristine environment that I long for heavily. Maybe because I know it once existed and probably never will again.

And, what’s more, now I know I’m not alone.

Here’s to what was, and what could have been.

In Soil We Trust,

Tiffany