in my other life i have been manifesting a new home, mission control, libertaria, a sovereign state where i am finally founding a new base. so far the whole process has been exhausting and self defeating, in that i've reached the point where my motivation is zero, the very thought of uprooting myself is like having huge heavy weights attached to your body and then thrown overboard but yesterday i drove up the coast, i felt an urge and met a lovely lady called sue who assisted me, she said 'well mission, there is one place, not yet listed but it is exactly the kind of place you may dig.'
so i went with her, down an old wide road, into the bush, with the ocean on one side and a lovely river behind a small little place tucked away, wooden floors, split level, three rooms, although my mind already knocked down a wall and made it two. there's a garage which i will convert into some sort of creative space and there is a large room out the back which will make a nice little studio. the lounge room has a fire place inside, pot belly, nice and cosy and there are two decks, the back one looks out onto the river and bush. as a garden, it's small but it's manageable, the front garden has two massive frangipani trees and a gorgeous fern plant, under which there is a large pond with some very large koi, and when i say very large i mean, very large.
the thing is it's got enough wild to keep me happy and it's a home with a good energy, lot's of good vibes, plenty of room to play, i kinda like the idea of having room for my books which are currently piled up everywhere along walls and on the floor. there is also a large loft which i could convert so there's potential for play. all in all everything fell into place and here's some things that are spooky, the guy moving out is a captain, he's a single dad with a 24 year old living overseas, he is a mental health worker, he's also a musician and his bookcase had a number of books which are on mine. 
anyways now the stress starts.