I want to touch dirt. I want mud squishing between my toes and the cool wind whipping over my naked body. I want to feast on wild edibles while I gaze at a sky so full of stars it hurts to look at them. I want my neighbors to have paws and fur and feathers and scales. I want any signs I see to be curiosities or raw materials and to divorce myself from the human concept of time. I want to not see another person for months, and even then they are on a distant hilltop and quickly flee.
Plus they’re not wild at all. It’s still a lot of pavement-touching. Especially when there’s signs telling you not to walk on the grass.
America really sucks. Go look at my home city of Edinburgh on a map, that’s how you do a city
Princes Gardens going from a dump in the 1800s to a nice park is quite a transformation
It’s a really beautiful park with an incredible background of old town royal mile and it isn’t even crack top 3 best parks in Edinburgh
That’s not a park, then, it’s a nature preserve.
I agree those are much better than parks
So… you don’t want to touch the grass?
I want to touch dirt. I want mud squishing between my toes and the cool wind whipping over my naked body. I want to feast on wild edibles while I gaze at a sky so full of stars it hurts to look at them. I want my neighbors to have paws and fur and feathers and scales. I want any signs I see to be curiosities or raw materials and to divorce myself from the human concept of time. I want to not see another person for months, and even then they are on a distant hilltop and quickly flee.
So… a national park, then?
Even there the signs must be read and obeyed. Imaginary lines in the dirt that I must be aware of.
And they make me wear clothes.