My uncivilized dream

I have been wondering again about existence. Why live, what is it for? We seem to surround ourselves with occupations, places and people we don’t truly enjoy. We dream of doing things and being in places wonderful but life is set up in such a way that precisely those things are out of reach. Usually because of lack of money. So, we work more and do more and more of what we don’t find fulfilling nor enjoyable. But we never do use the money and time we work so hard to earn to fulfill our most longed for dreams. We somehow seem to spend those two valuables bit by bit on insignificant things on a daily basis. We are not taught to actually fulfill our dreams.

We don’t have to follow what we are taught but its hard to see clearly through all the fake smoke of civilization. People disgust me. Towns, I won’t even mention cities. Civilization, huh! Give me some uncivilized animals and unpopulated land. A view of the horizon. Open landscape. No more people. Well, people are wonderfully enjoyable in small amounts. So, give me a witty visitor every now and then.

That is my dream.