to found a tiny, free community of three which will enable its members to live
simply
and honestly

without anglophone hypocrisy,
religious sophistry
and similar traps of unreason,
in accordance with the rigorous Diogenean principles set out on this website;

to live from our own and local produce,
to never have to go into a transnational, biosphere-bleeding supermarket ever again;

to cease dependence on private motor transport
using only public utilities
(one of us already hitch-hikes everywhere with Oscar)
in a place beside a river
surrounded by forest
with naturally well-watered, fertile soil for raising vegetables
and perhaps a happy pet pig to eat our waste;

to escape the aggression and greed whose horrible miasma pervades Northern Ireland
(a statelet whose inhabitants are enthusiastically and greedily waging war on the planet
as well as each other)
- where it is impossible to buy local produce except for home-grown potatoes and free-range eggs.

The place we have found is deep in rural France
in Cathar country, with two weekly street-markets,
not far from a single-track railway.

Having given much of the capital we once had to
the island of Ireland's only
Donkey Sanctuary
we two egregious indigents
(living at the moment, separately,
in rented accommodation - one of us having been served an eviction notice on grounds of
'immorality' )
are short of the modest funds required to obtain the hand-built stone house we have found,
and require financial help
to buy it and live
a life of example
as close as we atheistically
and quietly, nature-lovingly,
autonomously can
to how Thoreau lived (albeit briefly)
at Walden -
though, ineluctably, as despised
vegetarians au ban de la société
in meat-obsessed France.