brace yourself.

hi my name is kara, i live in my parent's house. you could say i'm one part slacker, one part idealist, one part realist.
hold on, let me clear my throat...and start over...
hi my name is kara, and i'm writing these last words on the last scrap of square paper. looking back i realize that it was a bit posh to pack on such a rugged adventure. especially now that it will no longer be necessary. it's a funny story, really. well, no it isn't. but it usually lightens things up to say so. i'm currently alone in a pocket of air under an avalanche, my last bit of light is dying out so i must hurry. so far i'm amazed at how much is actually fitting on this frozen tissue. this was supposed to be a simple three day summit excursion. well, if i knew how long i've been here now, i could tell you how much longer than six days it has been.
why am i writing this strange story? i have no idea. it came to me while driving this afternoon, so i figured i'd write it down. and now it has become kind of annoying.
i think i need an adventure. but... preferably where the chances of writing my last will on tp is close enough to zero that it is zero. i dont want a pretend adventure either. i'm thinking about calling a friend who lives out of town on a ranch, see if i can spend a few days out there....but then what? i want to live for something.
that was another thought this afternoon. i want to work for something. now, most people if they're honest will own up to working for money. in our culture that's the standard trade. and if i get a job that gives me money for my work, that's great, but i dont want to be working for money. i want to work for something else. i think it's paul that says work as if working for the Lord, well, i want to do that... but there arent many ways to do that without pressing into our american way of more more more more more more more moremoremore...and more what? ...money. well boo. it's not like what money gets us is all that great. everything that isnt eternal one day will burn. so... give me simple, but give me depth. that sounds like that famous, "give me liberty or give me death"...but not exactly...unless liberty isnt what we think it is these days. hm, what is liberty?  "The state of being free within society from oppressive restrictions imposed by authority on one's way of life." thanks google! liberty sounds dangerous.
doesnt it?
commence rabbit trail: ok, when does a restriction become oppressive? "Prolonged cruel or unjust treatment or control"
uh, unjust? "Not based on or behaving according to what is morally right and fair."
huh... so...moral "Concerned with the principles of right and wrong behavior and the goodness or badness of human character" uh oh, right and wrong is dangerous territory... and fair? "In accordance with the rules or standards; legitimate" ...rules, what about those? "explicit or understood regulations or principles governing conduct within a particular activity or sphere"
ok, ok. so what i'm getting out of this is that someone somewhere has to decide/make the rules in order for this to work, and we'd all agree that a government left to its own to decide is bad, and that the people left to their own is also bad.....take out absolutes completely... no wonder we're collapsing. there is no way to define liberty w/out absolutes.
good thing i'm foremost a citizen of heaven, they have absolutes there. and if i'm playing for keeps, then i really need to pay attention to the rule maker. and i think a rule might be, where there is discontentment there should be investigation. i dont know if i should just deal w/ my current situation, or act crazy and do something ridiculous. i favor the latter. you're probably not terribly surprised.
who wants to go on an adventure?