My father once told me that he felt that he should be able to walk through walls. I agree with him. The physical parts of anything are made mostly of space in between particles. If a Neutrino through the earth and detectors in the earth unnoticed, shouldn't I be able to train my assembled particles to go between the assembled particles that make up a wall in my house?
In general, when I am hungry there is something to eat. Sometimes it takes a while but I don't go hungry. I sit in my chair and search through my pack and there is a nice piece of cheese, bread and I find a clear brook to fill my cup. Often, I find that there is more if I happen upon a fellow traveler who is hungry. I have also been the recipient of the generosity of fellow travelers. Others with comfortable chairs sit with me when they happen upon me.
There are books that render the bits of lives of some people who can, at will, move from one place to another by slowly disappearing here and appearing there, some who can go without eating, living only on water and the air that they breathe and some who do not need sleep. Either through discipline, fate or God's will these people do extraordinary things and are looked upon as saints of a sort.
I sleep very well on a comfortable blanket that also folds into my small pack. When it rains or snows, a fair shelter appears where I need it and I gratefully accept its invitation. Other nights, the stars are my welcome ceiling. Mornings are usually beautiful and I sit on my chair to find a small breakfast. Walking briskly helps me breathe and appreciate the sights and sounds that accompany another journey.
People are not often remembered so much for the stuff that they had as the stuff they liked. Some have many of those things that they like , some have none. But when you get to know someone, you begin to know what stuff they like. The focus is different, if one does not covet others stuff. If you do covet someone's stuff, it seems unlikely that you will know them. You just want their stuff.
Sometimes I find myself in the company of many people who are sitting in comfortable chairs. We are all looking in different directions but see similar things. There are many more people that I meet though, who do not have a comfortable chair and have difficulty getting around and sleeping and finding food. When I encounter them I will offer them a tasty bite from my pack or a blanket. I can always find something.
We all seem to need a lot of stuff, likely to ward off boredom. Sometimes it is stuff that brings us together. Would we be around people who suddenly didn't have the attraction to that particular stuff that we share? There is so much of the same stuff but depending on the person who has it, doesn't it usually look a bit different?
I have tools to build things because that is a natural inclination of mine. Ideally I would have things appear and disappear as I need them or not. That seems much more convenient and practical and often I Daydream about how it might work. I have read about people who claim that those things that they need always come to them. Those people, however, claim to need little. Could most of us get along with a good chair and a small pack?
