yesterday morning, for some reason, i decited to drive down into town to get a cup of coffee. so i did and it was wonderful. it also started a whole chain of complex thoughts spinning around in my head that are stuck there still.

it was as if a storm blew through here the day before yesterday, but the sky remained blue and wonderful. the storm was in our hearts and effected the community as a wholeits over now, at least directly, but the results are still in my head and heart.

was the correct desicion made? could he have been given another chance? was i, personaly, too quick to judge? was i correct in my feelings towards him? how could more forgivness had been displayed?

the community is awesome. and i like the idea of communities (communes) at times with the right people. but who are the right people? and after i found out that he was leaving, as quickly as he arived, i saw us in my thoughts, sticking together as a community and talking things over, discussing what was happening and wondering what was to be done and i felt the eerie, creepiness of a commune... but is it a bad thing?

some people say that people who live up here in this community are not in the real world and that it may not be good for them. well, what is this "real world"? and who made it up? who made up the rules? cant people have different realities? cant this community up here on this mountain be "reality" for some people? maybe it doesnt work out for other people, maybe its not where they fit in, what they are looking for, so they have to leave... is that bad? i dont think i think so...

other thoughts continue to swim around as well... but to simplify this post, i will leave them out. peace...