Turning ignorance. Into pure bliss.

I’m imagining. What it’d be like. To leave the world. For a year or two. By going into hiding. On a remote desert island. Away from civilization. With no access to the rest of the world. No newspaper. No  TV. No telephone. No computer.  Just enough provision to get by.  Food. Books. Pen. And paper. I’d manage. Savoring my solitude. Achieving peace of mind.  Turning ignorance of the outside world. Into pure bliss. --Jim Broede