BurningbirdThe roots of the gnarly tree run deep. The untroubled tree grows straight and smooth, beautiful and proud treetops vanishing into the sky, towering over lessor beings. The gnarly tree rests close to the earth, and twists about from knocks and blows; rough skinned from exposure and bowed with time. The untroubled tree commands respect […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. This is derived from trip notes recorded in paper journal I started the trip to California under clear skies that lasted with me until Colorado. I arrived at Denver around sunset and the sky was beautiful, a blue-gold color that speckled the dark grey clouds gathering to the west, and […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. One of the boxes I brought back contained my t-shirt collection — a set of t-shirts that I’ve collected from various events over the last several years, but have never worn. If I had to put together a curriculum vitae, I would do so by taking photos of each of […]
Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I have a couple of essays to post this weekend once I transcribe them from my paper journal to digital. But in the meantime, I thought I would post a pic or two from San Fran, as well as write about the trip home. I had forgotten that the storage […]