UNCHANGING MOUNTAINS AND OTHER MYTHS

TL;DR

mountain summits are a good embodiment of this year's Summer Camp themes: a refuge making one believe it rejects change, until the subtle signs of decay are spotted

mountain slopes can be neat subtle reminder that even mountains don't last forever

everything has its limits: change, belief, refuge, decay; somewhere in between those limits lies a potential for drama and a good story

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When climbing Anića Kuk I was not told of the deep crevices and sharp as knife limestone edges all over the place. The view was worth it, though and I highly recommend it. It's good to have some bike gloves, though. Some parts are not so fun to climb...

Rummaging through some digital memories made me realize how some mountains, particularly made of limestone have a visible tendency to crumble. Very often the white rubble gets overgrown by grass. Not only does it make for a wonderful grainy gradient of green and white, but it also occassionally collapses a bit, shredding the green and revealing the limestone crumble.

To me the above picture is probably the most Summer Camp so far. It embodies all of the themes:

change - the limestone mountains make me remember that the mountain range was, some long long time ago, the depth of the sea

refuge - I find no place as peaceful as the mountain tops

belief - the real world feels so small from high above and it's much easier to believe the everyday problems become small as well at least for a moment

decay - even though millions of years old, the signs of imminent deat are everywhere, from the weathered marks left by the rain, to the crumbling stone the summits are made of

Needless to say this perspective is very subjective - the thoughts and feelings cascade, bouncing from one another lighting more fires along the way. Almost like a branching lightining, but with each fork being a thought, a symbol, an emotion.

Mountains feel like a perfect example of stability resisting change. But a more closer look shows that even that resistance has its limits. That sharp mountains slowly smooth out and crumble, becoming hills, becoming plains. And it's probably limits that are important to think about when considering this year's Summer Camp themes. What are the limits of change and belief? How safe is the refuge? How fast and selective is the decay? What remains of the people, culture, civilizations?

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