Ah, you made it to the Introduction, welcome, here my creator discusses his twisting and turning thoughts on nature, and humans connection to it. It is worthy noting by the way that I myself am an anthropomorphosized creature, as well as a hybrid of two creatures my creator finds facinating and has an affinity for.~Mini-Aerin
Above the lake front, and below a basic view of the woods trees giving a basic sense of their height.The actual area where I lived during my young life, as a reference to just how close I was to the lake, the majority of the land you see around the roads was in fact covered in trees, houses being the second most common thing in shady nook.
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Hello, I my name is John Foley,but please call me Aerin. I am twenty two years old, and am now in my third semester of college at Aum. I had been out of school for four years before my first semester, where I worked at a gas station, and for the majority at Wal-Mart. The character you saw on the front page and above, my dear readers, is my persona, my avatar if you will, that I use in some of the stories I write, and is a character near and dear to my heart. However, what we are here to do is discuss are my ideas, experiences, and also my feelings about nature so without further delay we shall begin. I like to think that when I was younger I was more attuned to the natural world, partly from my animal magnetism, strays, a few wild deer and the like never seemed to shy away from me, and I often ran through the forests and around the hills of my home. The tall trees seemed to go on forever, and kept the home shrouded in cooling shade so it was only every hot at high noon when the tree's long shadows were directly below themselves that it ever grew hot in the front yard. At that time I would sit on the porch relax with my cat listen to the birds, flutter about, the quiet serenity that seemed to permeate the wooded area known as shady nook. If I walked up my driveway and onto the road, I could walk down the road to the lake and soak my feet, and swim to my hearts content on warm summer days, and often did. Back then nature was the world around me, and very often I felt apart of it, often playing silly games imagining myself a more bestial creature like my cat, or maybe my dogs. As I grew I learned more about others thoughts on nature, but the idea that we are very much a part of it, yet somehow separate has often bothered me. I consider us a part of the natural world, we build structures to protect ourselves from the elements, we forage for food, protect our territory, form symbiotic relationships with other animals, and we create new life just like the majority of the creatures on this planet do. Beyond that I also believe we must in some way seek to be more like the animalistic world due to our habit of using the traits of animals to describe what someone is like, though in truth that is us using the anthropomorphism of animals to describe something. Anthropomorphism in simple terms is assigning traits we are familiar with to something else, for instance saying someone is sly as a fox, fast as a rabbit, or lazy like a sloth. These links make the creature, or object, more human thus making them more easily easy to understand, however it also has the effect of making us more like them in the process. On the other side of things while some of what we do does remove some of the beauty we see in woods, and beautiful grassy fields with colorful flowers in them, we have also used the materials of this world to, in many instances, create beautiful structures in their place, and often try to bring as much of that green world into it. There are also instances of large cities that seem far and removed from nature with their concrete sidewalks, asphalt covered roads and brick buildings, but in most large cities there are parks, to allow people the go to a place that resonates the feeling of being in a natural place. So in essence Nature to me is many things, it is the world around us, it is us ourselves, and it something we can find ourselves seeking out for the chance to recharge our mental batteries.
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