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Call me Noah then.

I see.

Do you see?

This is our place. Here on earth.

Rushed. Half hearted. Segregated. Ours in waiting.

Waiting for what? Death.

So freaked out about that fact that humans will keep their eyes averted and run faster trying to keep others’ eyes averted by demanding to control their outlook and their vision.

Chin up, brows down. Blinkers on.

“This is the important race, run like this, you might one day earn enough from running through the thorns to afford these old second hand sandals.”

and then this car, and then this house..

Please comment on this post if you understand…

I am individual. So is everyone.

It is awesome! why? Because we are awesome!!

This life is spectacular.
Everything is a spectacle . Everywhere you look with open eyes is amazing.

I am writing this post in a place in nature.

Where everything is different, all these differences from the minutest shrub to the biggest tree combine together to make something so visually and soulfully spectacular that we as humans require and get cravings to be out here.
Here we can look all around, we can be a human being, not a human doing.

We were never meant to be compressed and forced into boxes watching a box in the corner or a box that is center stage.
I am talking off topic of the TV.
Remote control Handset – a handset to shift the channel of the bullshit poured upon us by the Remote Control.
The remote control machine is the TV. Propaganda in digital format.

Anyway, I am in nature now listening to the crackle of the fire and the nightsong of the crickets and the movements of nature.

I am a travelling salesman. A Sales Representative. An Area Sales Manager, Key accounts Manager, whatever glorified title our human commerce of money structured, position structured, status structured, structured life structured human paranoia calls this.

I am a traveller. I cover many miles and see many faces.
I see many faces but not too many souls. I dig deep to find the souls but more often than not, the digging finds faces.
Faces of simplified people, in a complex society, complex because it does not make sense, therefore has no answer for the people.
In the chaos, people look to anything with self assurance to believe as the right path just so that they can relax their simplified minds.

I realised something tonight.
Something that I had forgotten too easily. I am an individual.

Fortunately I cannot change that, I was born one and will die one. I may have to put up with this system and all of it’s flaws but I don’t have to be part of it.

Maybe it’s just because I have thick skin ( and don’t watch TV ).

So the title of this blog:…

I can descend into a whole can of spinach about this being end of days and how need to prepare ourselves to lose commerce and money as our trading denomination. How we need to learn to fend for ourselves to survive what we will see. To be prepared for something we have never been taught to prepare for.

I could but shall not for the sake of my happiness tonight.
Those who have open eyes know and don’t need to be told.

All that I want to share and ring true tonight and in this post is this just this:

We are individuals.
Beautiful individuals
Common Space so that we can learn together.

Be you. True.

You certainly were born and just as certainly you will die.

What filling is in your sandwich?

Yes I feel like Noah building the Ark, what I am doing to many by building this place seems against all that they have learnt from their society.
It is. And it’s beautiful.

Because it is us. Individual

Let’s all be individuals.

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Where we are today.

So, we’ve got the roof on, we’ve thrown a cement floor throughout, we have the basic fireplace, water tank and feed done, now we are busy boxing the walls, filling them with wattle and cobbing them in…

Next will come the electric points, db boxes for the solar, home rebuilt solar geyser with rocket water heater, internal walls, skylights and eventually ceilings (eventually love…not now!)

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“Life is what happens while you’re making other plans…” So here’s the plan…..

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After a few years and a lot of life, we (dad, mom and the 3 little people) have decided to build a cob house.

We were originally going to buy a standard house in the suburbs and become what we didn’t really like. Suburbians.

-Nothing wrong with that, but my wife and I have never been conventional. She is an inspired artist and I am something of an artistic soul too.
(Altough we are both rather disgruntled artists as kids, bills, work, building, money and life like to bubble the pot!)

So. We looked at conventional houses in the suburbs. My wife ran away screaming to the hills. I followed her.

We found a beautiful wooded plot just out of town that a friend of ours was wanting to sell off. Perfect!

We jumped at it!

Well, it has not been smooth sailing by any stretch, having to clear trees, fence, build, wait, pay, wait, change plans, correct title deeds, wait, pay…. all another story!
But, seeing our house take shape is really exciting now.

This blog is about how we are building our little house out of natural and recycled materials to be free of grid electricity and most importantly:
To be free of a mortgage.
We are trying to do everything without taking loans, so progress is slow.

It is quite funny how our new home has morphed and warped from where it was just going to be a little workshop for me (dad) growing into a fully fledged offgrid, living grass roof, skylighted, 3 bedroom home capable our keeping us 5 cozy and happy!

We had no training or experience in building alternatively before starting here, everything was learnt by studying the internet, watching YouTube videos, looking at pics and mostly:l lots of trial and error.

I’d like to dedicate this blog to all the wonderful people of the world who have posted their findings and ideas and shared their knowledge on the net.
It is a wonderful brotherhood of barefoot builders that helped us shape our ideas and we’d like to give back to those who also want share in the joy of the Hand Built home.

Well, here is our lovechild…