Oh what joy it is to have deep roots, or equally spacious routes. Routes are roots after all so you need to take care of them. The biggest problem for man today (as always) is 'being carried by another'. This carraige is actually a miscarriage of being because you are not doin it yourself. Ask the animals if you don't believe me. Ask Nature herself! Nature is the carrier, the only carrier. And it is this carrier that has generated 'you' thus far. However, during the past few hundred years Nature's informing has been usurped by the machine's. The result is that the human has become not in-formed (as would be the case had he remained true to the Earth) but de-formed since now he relies upon external power sources that not only deplete him but the environment that houses him. So, develop your routes, and deepen those roots! And ply them regularly!
Normally, I skip out the city by using the train, but today the train people are on strike and so I went through the hell-realm myself. But it ain't so bad in spite of how it looks. Sure, a lot of these 'neighbourhoods' are jam-packed full of cars and tenements but that kinda makes the streets cycle-friendly cause no car can actually go fast on them due to parked cars and the single-track nature of most residential streets accordingly. And so, it ain't so bad, and it's actually quite nice (for a wild cyclist) cycling on roads for the smoothness. And when you think of all the hoods I cycled through - Pollokshields, Dumbreck, Langside, Newlands, Giffnock, Muirend, Castlemilk, Simshill, Cathcart, Shawlands - in less than two hours, it's quite amazing the territory that you can cover on a bicycle compared to say on foot. And then there are the four parks I cycled through: Pollok Country Park, Netherlee Park, Queens Park, and Maxwell Park, all apart from perhaps the last large spacious areas with plenty of peace and green. And so, an hour and forty five minutes door to door and by the time I got back I was levitating..! This is because I have deep clean routes.
