I don't understand a thing. Something arouses me from an unknowable state every morning and from then on, nonsense. The first waking thoughts of the day are inevitably of an enjoyable nature of struggle. The mind: sits unaware of itself beneath the sky of the heart...clambers for endless distraction and annihilation/entertainment (^｡^)

A dead volcano's chilly surface
and also
wild strawberries

"My" life is being lived in spite of what I may or may not have to say about it....or not.

Working with/Responding to plants.
Disciplined approaches to that which can be approached.
Friendship
Enduring solitude and silence
Dance
Lending attention
Growing food

What people?

Let the Right One In, Animal Collective, Notable American Women by Ben Marcus, ooioo, Taste of Tea, 2666 by Robert Bolano, Battles, AntiChrist, The Alexandria Quartet by Lawrence Durrell. Buffalo 66, chairlift, Fever Ray, the gospel of Sri Ramakrishna, bowerbirds, Science of Sleep, The Sea of Fertility Tetralogy by Yukio Mishima, buffalo daughter, Amelie, Haiku by Dakotsu Iida, Bohren und der Club of Gore, Sri Rudram, Purity Ring, yoko tawada, Gerry (Gus van Sant), wye oak...

Pointers

Yes.

You are able to....