Jep is a wise man who prefers to be on his own, in nature. He used to live in the city, but that is a very long time ago. He decided to do things in a different way, away from the crowd, breathing clean air and eating real food.
Jep’s original inspiration to do what he does and to walk his own path, lay in these two poems:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
– Robert Frost –
They caught all the wild children
and put them in zoos,
They made them do sums
and wear sensible shoes.
They put them to bed
at the wrong time of day
and made them sit still
when thay wanted to play.
They scrubbed them with soap
and they made them eat peas,
They made them behave
and say pardon and please.
They took all their wisdom
and wildness away.
That’s why there are none
in the forests today.
– Jeanne Willis –
But before Jep was able to do what he does and to walk his own path, a lot of time went by. Sometimes you just first have to be old and gray (well maybe not thát old and gray), before you know what is important and what is your destiny in life.