The Mountains Are Home

There’s a reason men feel drawn to the mountains. It’s not luxury or leisure—it’s something far older. When we look up at jagged peaks or listen to rain on a tin roof, our spirit remembers something our culture forgot: we were built for creation, not consumption.

Rain isn’t just weather; it’s rhythm. It slows the clock, quiets the mind, and tunes us back into the soundtrack of the soul. It’s where the noise of modern life fades and we hear the pulse of something sacred—renewal.

Nature calls because it tells the truth.
The city lies with every ad, every alert, every “upgrade.”
The forest doesn’t care who you are—it just demands that you show up honestly.

That’s why we crave wood smoke and wild air. Why we dream about cabins more than condos. Why we say, “let’s build it right here by the creek” instead of “let’s add a pool.”

The jungle of society makes us soft, distracted, and tired.
The wild makes us strong, aware, and alive.

The beach might be nice.
But the mountains—
The mountains are home.

🪓 Author: Michael King
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