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Hours in a Hurricane, on a Race with No Course

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> To be lost strips you down to just you, in a world you no longer fully understand, and makes clear how fragile your senses of self and place really are.

When you really get into the unknown, you can get lost without leaving your house, but getting literally lost in the woods is probably a good way to stir up that feeling directly.

The most lost I’ve felt is when my cultural metaphysics dropped away, and I realized how much I was holding onto a false sense of certainty so I wouldn’t have to experience how wild this existence might actually be, or how much my sense of self and place in the universe comes from my culture’s current understanding of it.

So to the intrepid travelers, may your journeys be filled with adventures and wonders beyond imagination!

andirk

paywall. Sounds interesting though.