Isle of Pines, New Caledonia - Escape to Reality
Posted by Hotel @nyware on February 23, 2012
You know, addiction isn't the problem—it’s the solution. When all you care about is the present moment, this is exactly where you need to be.
On Devil’s Island
How did you end up in a place like this? Favoritism.
Reprinted from 2011 WC: "Welcome to the penal colony at Devil’s Island, where prisoners are confined, and from which there is no escape." Now, ironically, Devil’s Island has become a destination of escape.
I’ve always said, "Instant gratification takes too long."
It’s a bumper sticker truth that encapsulates the pace of modern life.
Escape to Reality
Ile des Pins, New Caledonia – The True Spirit of Papillon
“Addicted to traveling” or even “addicted to non-working activities” should not be seen as a reason for self-hatred or as a diagnosis, but rather as a pursuit akin to the arts or entertainment—a way to explore the self and fulfill psycho-social needs. In a world that often labels unconventional passions as disorders, we tend to forget that opera and symphony aficionados are celebrated as “passionate” and “driven,” while those who chase the open road are dismissed as "addicts."
We often load the cultural dice in favor of "reality" over "fantasy," only to have the sense of adventure beaten out of us by the most irritating of questions: “Why?” Why do I have to live in the New York suburbs, where the weather’s bad, the people are rude, and there's nothing to do? And so, we turn on the TV, tune into one of a thousand channels, and slip into a shared hallucination—the superstition of materialism—until we fall asleep.
But then you get “The Call.” If you wake up and answer it, you begin the Hero’s Journey, as Joseph Campbell discusses in The Power of Myth with Bill Moyers—a must-watch for all seekers. And when you follow your bliss, you often find that it follows you right back.
I began my travels as a pastime on a shoestring budget, labeled as a drifter or a bum—looked down upon by those who find themselves trapped in the monotony of their lives. But I didn’t care. I just did it anyway. The Calvinists might say work is prayer—well, so is permanent traveling.
In the past, cultural habits like listening to jazz all day or spending endless hours at the movies or "The Theatre" were considered passionate pursuits, allowing us to create new personalities and fulfill unmet psychological needs. Now, it seems I’ve found my own form of addiction—an internet addiction. But, I say, awesome!
Seagull Management
"Some of us travel forever, seeking other states, other lives, other souls."
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