desert camping part one

there's a certain sense of hopelessness in the midst of the debilitating despair that so often people get trapped in. the sense that life somehow cannot go on, that all the pain and pressure and hurt and heaving of the earth, of humanity, is too great to endure...

and yet in the most brutal landscape, the desert, in the very thick of what seems desolate, dry, void of life...
it happens. life sprouts up all around us. plants will find their way to the endure through the scorching heat. creatures will find their nourishment. water will somehow seep into the small cracks of earth giving energy to every atom, every seed, every thirsty tree.

life is tenacious. in the desert, the plants and creatures, and people even, will survive. there is a will to survive. and if you look close enough, its not actually that desolate. there is a rugged beauty that exudes from the miles of open space, light and dark colorful hues that compose the soil, extreme dichotomies of sky and earth, peak and valley, shape and emptiness.

i think i'll spend more time in the desert. there's so much exploring to be done, so many campfires to enjoy, silly amalgamations of raw food to consume, so many starry skies to captivate me by...