The spot, which he initially thought was a temporary solution, became more and more attractive to Jeshua. One fine Sunday morning he realized that if he lived here in this cave, he could decorate it to his liking. So he set to work. He felt that the island had allowed his desires to manifest instantly. He just had to wish a certain thing strongly enough and direct his actions towards it, after which he couldn’t help but manifest the desire that had grown deep within him in reality in his form.
In the beginning, Joshua would cook, sleep, sit, read, and do many other things right in his cave. As he later realized, at the beginning of his cave life, he was unnecessarily confined to this small area. When he felt increasingly comfortable and secure and no longer constantly struggled with the fear that the blanket could fall on his head at any moment, he began to spread himself and his stuff. He covered the cave floor with a blanket, laid his insulating rug, sleeping bag, bags and supplies on it, set up a seating area for the hot afternoon hours and distributed candles. He cleaned his den every few days by shaking out the blankets and dusting his things. Over time, his things began to take place in the cave. It was a bit like moving into a new apartment, and in the early days he was regularly busy finding the right place for the right thing. He stored his fresh food in cloth bags and hung them on the rock walls of the cave and at its entrance. When he needed electricity, he opened his portable solar panel and put it in the sun. If he left him in the sun for a full day, he would have gained enough energy to fully charge his electronic devices. With his solar cooker, he served himself the most delicious menu. Gas cooker served him during rainy days. Even if he can’t sleep at night and suddenly feels cravings, thanks to the gas cooker he can quickly cook a pan full of rice or potatoes. He took care of his hygiene by bathing in the sea every day and then bathing in the city’s public baths. He washed his clothes in the sea sometimes, washing them with soap or not depending on their condition, rinsing them in pure water, and then letting them dry in the sun. He had a clothesline in his residence and he had a trash can. In general, housekeeping became a habit in his mid-cliff abode after a while, so that everything seemed so wonderfully normal to him.
Sometimes he didn’t talk to anyone for days because he wanted to deal with himself and his inner life. In these times of emotional poverty, routine helped him not to lose faith in the skeptic. His days began with the sun, he kept exercise for body and mind, regularly enjoyed the scenery, wandered the immediate surroundings and often sought answers within himself. His experience was accompanied by many questions and the longer he stayed on the island in the cave, the clearer he could hear the answers inside. With each day he spent on the magical island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, he was getting closer and closer. And he was excited to see where the trip would take him.