Page 14 RAIN August/September 1981 When Randy took time off from hauling and building, he found Thoreau to be right in his suggestion. Poems did "begin to write:" There is a lite that can be seen I only know for it has shown where I have been Tis bright as day & all of life I say this now-I've seen it twice It holds strength & wisdom to be, I do find Surely meant for a lost bewildered But seeking mankind. The lite of wisdom, the lite of day Call it what ever you may I know its strong & know its bright And should I ask the lord, I Know he'd say, "Its out of sight". It took him only three months and $5,200 to build his house, his intensity and summer shaved head chasing off an occasional visitor. Ancil Nance (whose photos have been RAIN covers since Vol. I) found him early into the project and turned us in his direction. When Randy and I first talked about his home he said "we're in the process of realigning things that were shaken up when our ancestors came and interrupted the generations that were here." Now he is "trying to understand the kind of temperament that life wants back from us .. . to participate in the laws of that vision, to reestablish the beauty of the laws. By choice we can create such an atmosphere around ourselves that the idea of war won't even be in comic books anymore." The vision of the 'house grew into a vision of how to liv·e "in synchronization with the rest of nature; to invite the world back onto this land. .. . There are laws about the vision. The vision is governed by laws and is the governor of laws." Andi Nance A few months ago he was motorcycling down the highway when a tiny fawn stumbled out from the tree line. Randy knew that a doe had been hit by a car near that spot so he figured the fawn had been orphaned. He tucked it into his jacket (a goatskin jacket at that) and rode home with it. "Buck Buck" hangs out on the farm now, running in patterns back and down, around the ponds or over the hill. "That deer can't escape the law that he couldn't starve to death ... that he walked out onto that road and rode home in my jacket." "Just recently I had the opportunity to watch a big'ole bull bear "We're trying to understand the temperament that life wants back from us." sniffing around down by my trout pond, my dog barking at him, him not paying attention. I followed him across the path between the ponds. He went on up the hill, stopped there for a second, oblivious to us, and then went on." "I am learning to have a secret without tarnishing the secrecy of it. If I have had one vision in 35 years, what has it done for me? It's taught me that visions are some right of ours, that its OK that we live in both worlds and are not perplexed about the spiritual existence. That the cause and course of visions is all a part of us, like our blood flowing and the work of our muscles. That there's a joy to it and you can't separate that from a man. "□□
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