The Mission Bay's salty water was mysteriously shiny of the beautiful light of the full Moon . The park's trees wrapped in darkness , only on they flowered crown appeared the energetic night light. I parked with my car not to far away, I had a short walk to the fire what's was still burning..., which the casual tourist, or light-headed young people had carelessly left without attention. I was well, do not bother me to ignite the fire. I put my package to the sand , placed a few wood clog into the fire and enjoyed the overflowing warmth of ...
Every full moon found me on the beach ... after midnight, when all the areas usually quiet ,the cars engine' mingled with the faint sounds of nocturnal animals sounds. I sat down beside the fire and pulled out my regular long dagger ,...that nights I took these excursions. Brain wave of remembrance ... Over the years, more and more thoughts swirling in me ... ... everything from life and death correlations.
I took off my clothes ... without summer dress I went to the silky luster to the water. It is interesting that the water is always warm at night. The slip's material stuck to my body as I walked deeper into the peace of mind and slowly radiates mystery night put her arm around my shoulder. I lain down on the glistening waves and I was one with the hundreds of thousands of stars glittering overhead. I didn't know how long I lay there ,I noticed that a man is stay on the shore and watches. He did not move, did not shout, ran for help, gave me the freedom, the freedom of decision ... He wasn't sure what I want or didn't know why I went into the water ...
When I finished my meditation, I began to swim with easily stroke to out from the water. The salty water after a certain distance suck more deeper the body ... As soon as my feet touched the sandy soil, I walked out of the water. He was still waiting for ... When I passed by him, he only remarked quietly ...nice ... water ... Yes, I said ... always pleasing at night. Can I sit at your "campfire "? -he ask me with a polite voice, while I pulled out my dagger from the sand and meantime tried to revive the asleep embers. The dagger's steel sparkled in the light of the flames and the fire flared again ... Nice weapon ... "said the man. ... This is not a weapon ... I answered ... I have a collection and I using to cast circle with it... He accepted what I told him and didn't wanted to divert from my fixed ideas... From the beginning he was nice to me ... Do you come out at the full moon? "he ask it. ... I live down here...I am a homeless... I looked up to his face, but I didn't had any reaction. Slowly a get my dress and picked it up...When I get dressed ,the man all the time set at the fire and screw to me...You are a brave woman ... he mentioned ... another women are has run away a long time ago ... "he said again ... Everyone has the right to decide the own life stile... I said ... if you're love to live at the Bay, you live here ... Honestly, sometimes I want to go to the mountains ... and to live as Robinson into the wild life. What's holding you back? "he ask me with a grin. ... I don't know...I told him with cogitate ...maybe my sons , the group of my friends, my computer ... he-he. ... I also have kids...I didn't always lived under the bridge. I had a car, house ... a well paying job. So ,what happened?-I looked at him curiously. ... I was coming over from an other State and in California I didn't get a job. ... nodded ... Yeah ... You know, bad decisions ...He dwelt quiet awhile and I do not want to disturb him in his thought ...I didn't think that this could happen to me ... I was full of money. I lived a generous life...However, I still missing those style... I don't know what I was thought ... the sun brought me down to California ... One week passed after another and I can't work here ... So ,why I do not go back? -he said. Because I simply realized that not only the sun which was missing in my original living place, but also the freedom. When I had everything , I never had peace ... I made more and more money what I needed to live a generous lifestyle. I became addicted to the money ... the devil ... He laughed in a mordant voice ... yes, the money of the devil. I looked at him from my corner of my eyes, because I thought that he have a very unusually but healthy viewpoint... He smiled again at fire's flames. The friends are disappeared one by one around me .... First I was hope, them will remember to the great times what we spent together at my house parties... Only one of the many who had argued that I have to go back...the others forgot me...forever. This one ,I assure you, come to visits for each month. I want this life too, he told to me ...but I haven't the courage.
Are you happy?-I looked starkly into his eyes. Yes ... he told ...there is some money left... I sold my house...anyway it isn't was my own ... It's was debt free, but I had to pay property tax to the government...For my own house...! I paid more tax, that some people pay a year for an apartment . Where are the freedom and the liberty? My sons was angry about it, because they expected the inheritance ... but then calmed down. ... The money is completely change for everybody. The forever money hungry, dissatisfied men finally balanced and yes, I am happy. The Satan is out of me. Here, under the sky ... the stars bring me closer to God. Are you religious? I don't like the answer ...the priests preach water and drink wine ... They only serve the devil ... the money. The humans have to live without money! The money make us a slave...wage slave. I have a web side to you...go home to your computer and check it...He take out a business card from his pocket, and handled it to me at the semidarkness. Do you have a business?-I asked with a suppressed face...Well ,I have to do something...I am not a drug abused...I just want to experience and teach about the freedom. I am a member of the "Zeitgeist Movement". Looked it in your computer and read what they write about the money, and the government...This was, what bear me to the wilderness...I looking for the answer for my questions...The Zeitgeist Movement is my home...I want to follow them forever...
That's right!, Said he quietly and wake me up from my deep thoughts. My hair are totally dried at the warm of fire. I'm frequently come to the Bay, ...I told. We might even see each other ... I love nature and freedom ... The people are slaves to get the goods and see each other from the viewpoint of money ... I want to bet you them didn't even notice how much value have in front of them ... they go pass by. Tired of from lot of very hard work and didn't stop even for a moment to get pleasure from God's free gifts ... ... You have to find his wonders ... I pick up my dagger and walked away from the man ... Do not forget me, "yelled after me ... "The Zeitgeist Movement" a really good job. ... I will pray for you...I turned back quickly and make sure him I will read the web page what he recommended to me. Do not walk to much in the darkness ...he told...touch much the strangers outside ... he pulled out a knife from his pocket and lodge to the sand ...the long blade shone at the light of the fire. I wandered ... who will give me answers to my all life questions...I would like to live in peace ,with totally out of any wage and money ,without pressures and depressions...without governments and rich created laws... I will check the web page...when I will arrive home... I would like to tell good news for the humans...Some time the humans will grow up and will experience the total freedom, as the man teaches to me out in the Bay... The free-living human ...With a satisfied smile I walked away from the night darkness into the parking lot's lights...