A horrible feeling of desolation pinched my heart. I listened rigid but heard nothing but the creep of blood in my ears.<\/p>\n
Great and shadowy and strange was the World<\/a> and I drifted solitary through its vast mysteries.<\/p>\n A remote faint question, where I might be, drifted and vanished again in my mind.<\/p>\n I found myself standing astonished, my emotions penetrated by something I could not understand.<\/p>\n I felt naked. I felt as perhaps a bird may feel in the clear air knowing the hawk wings above and will swoop.<\/p>\n I began to feel the need of fellowship. I wanted to question, wanted to speak, wanted to relate my experience.<\/p>\n What is this spirit in man that urges him forever to depart from happiness, to toil and to place himself in danger?<\/p>\n It was this restlessness, this insecurity perhaps that drove me further and further afield in my exploring expedition.<\/p>\n As the hush of the evening crept over the World<\/a>, the sun touched the mountains and became very swiftly a blazing hemisphere of liquid flame, and sank.<\/p>\n Then, slow and soft and wrapping the World<\/a> in fold after fold of deepening blue, came the night.<\/p>\n And then, the splendor of the sight – in the sky, one bright planet shone kindly and steadily like the face of an old friend.<\/p>\n The full temerity of my voyage suddenly came upon me. At last I began to feel the pull of the Earth<\/a> upon my being, drawing me back again to the life that is real, for men.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A horrible feeling of desolation pinched my heart. I listened rigid but heard nothing but the creep of blood in my ears. Great and shadowy and strange was the World and I drifted solitary through its vast mysteries. A remote faint question, where I might be, drifted and vanished again in my mind. I found Continue Reading<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"video","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[36,34,32],"tags":[37,35,33],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11708"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11708"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11708\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":36159,"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11708\/revisions\/36159"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11708"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11708"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alexkaut.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11708"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}