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Man… fire… smokiness…

February 6th, 2006

Fire IOut in the garden today, I made fire. Burning stuff is very therapeutic… maybe that’s actually why all those guys in Damascus are doing it, they all need to feel better and all this anger about a rubbish cartoon is a smokescreen, if you’ll pardon the expression.

There’s something deeply satisfying about laying paper and kindling, slowly adding bigger and bigger bits of wood, and building up a roaring fire. The heat nearly took my eyebrows off and my eyes are still watering with all the smoke, but I have satisfied some primal urge programmed in at a genetic level nearly as well as if I’ve cooked a pig and drunk warm mead from a pewter tankard. I do now however want to build a fire, cook a pig, and drink warm mead from a pewter tankard.

Posted in Diary by Nathan

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