For the past week I have been having so many lucid and/or vivid dreams. It's time I started writing these things down.
Last night I dreamed that I was competing with others to open up a sushi bar and retreat on some crazy little island. I desparately tried to keep it eco friendly and self sustaining. People got to go out with an expert spear hunter and catch one fish. This fish they got to eat, but they had to eat the whole fish or share with someone not catching their own. It was kept small and respectful of the surrounding waters. It was awesome. People appreciated the environment around them for the beauty and the way that it nourished them.
Sadly, every time I managed to get a nice little thing happening huge hotel chains and money grubbers set up shop right next to me and destroyed the beautiful landscape. Suddenly there were paved trails where there used to be small paths. Tour groups tramped through breeding grounds and shampooed and washed in the streams and lakes. Thousands of people were milling around, pushing and taking souveniers, trampling the delicate plants and soils and leaving garbage.
The bright cyan coloured ocean and white sands full of shells (because nobody was allowed to take them when I was around) were covered with angry looking frothing green algae and smelled terrible. I cried every time this happened and tried to clean it up. Nobody else seemed to care but Corey and my few patrons. It was horrible, it was like the earth was welling up and trying to destroy these huge resort complexes like your body reacting to a sliver. I always left to find a new place to love and in many ways hoped that the earth would win and destroy everything she didn't put there. I always felt bad for being the person who first found and invited people to these beautiful places. It was my love of them that attracted the big resorts and so it was my love that ultimately destroyed what I held so dear.
Sorry Earth.
Last night I dreamed that I was competing with others to open up a sushi bar and retreat on some crazy little island. I desparately tried to keep it eco friendly and self sustaining. People got to go out with an expert spear hunter and catch one fish. This fish they got to eat, but they had to eat the whole fish or share with someone not catching their own. It was kept small and respectful of the surrounding waters. It was awesome. People appreciated the environment around them for the beauty and the way that it nourished them.
Sadly, every time I managed to get a nice little thing happening huge hotel chains and money grubbers set up shop right next to me and destroyed the beautiful landscape. Suddenly there were paved trails where there used to be small paths. Tour groups tramped through breeding grounds and shampooed and washed in the streams and lakes. Thousands of people were milling around, pushing and taking souveniers, trampling the delicate plants and soils and leaving garbage.
The bright cyan coloured ocean and white sands full of shells (because nobody was allowed to take them when I was around) were covered with angry looking frothing green algae and smelled terrible. I cried every time this happened and tried to clean it up. Nobody else seemed to care but Corey and my few patrons. It was horrible, it was like the earth was welling up and trying to destroy these huge resort complexes like your body reacting to a sliver. I always left to find a new place to love and in many ways hoped that the earth would win and destroy everything she didn't put there. I always felt bad for being the person who first found and invited people to these beautiful places. It was my love of them that attracted the big resorts and so it was my love that ultimately destroyed what I held so dear.
Sorry Earth.
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