Utopia.

Utopia.. riveting energy cascading amongst the minds, where nature is the classroom and the classroom is nature. Leave the apathetic at home, leave the incurious to the apprenticeship of their elders. You will find me amongst the spiritual groves, learning to understand the energy matrix that consumes us, find the path of your mind through the paths of the giants. Teach me about the all consuming external, the need to realize this outward perception is equivalent to the infinite internal, the view from this event horizon of our own perception, influencing reality, the external. A necessity for the internal, positive and negative, thoughts to the force, the all binding, all inclusive external. Here you will find me only speaking, listening is a choice of the observer, The opportunity is all that is necessary, the development of a mind can not be forced, it can not be tested within linear stale information. One doesn't learn by pressure, curiosity must be treated as the golden rule, the flame by which the fire of knowledge is sustained. Find if you will your own specialties, your own experience, did you obtain such skills through forced artificial expectation? Was it out of desire, passion, an unyielding outcry of which only understanding can cure? Or the dependence of merely making it through this world one mediocre step after the next. I tell you, you mustn't hope on the idea that sustainment is essential to life. Understand that the system is dependent on minds, the intellectual progression of knowledge. You will not find this behind desks, you will not find this behind the pages of text books.You will find this in nature, in life, in experience, in saying yes when you want to say no. We need the minds of the elders for questions, not for teaching. The system has been turned upside down, everything you have learned, you learned backwards. The necessity is in the student, the curiosity is entirely dependent on the observer. You will find me under the trees, composing for those who want to listen. I speak only for those who are able to hear, to communicate more precisely, to endure the leading edge of thought to the cliff of absoluteness and push it off. Thought, is the edge and you are the leader.You must first learn how to listen before you can ever understand, the acknowledgment comes later, when nature is ready. Sensing is only the beginning, attention to the stillness in the dark, the frequency change of a recording, the soft breeze that traces your every step. You are nature, your thoughts not alone in your body of propagating cells, the frequencies that surround you, make up you. You are all that is necessary for the dream of utopia to manifest, you are the teacher not the student. Give me freedom, or give me the grave.