You Get Lost Out Of A Desire

The Great Majority Of People Are Calm, Resourceful, Altruistic Or Even Beyond Altruistic, As They Risk Themselves For Others. We Improvise The Conditions Of Survival Beautifully.

Beauty Is Often Spoken Of As Though It Only Stirs Lust Or Admiration, But The Most Beautiful People Are So In A Way That Makes Them Look Like Destiny Or Fate Or Meaning, The Heroes Of A Remarkable Story.

I Grew Up With Landscape As A Recourse, With The Possibility Of Exiting The Horizontal Realm Of Social Relations For A Vertical Alignment With Earth And Sky, Matter And Spirit. Vast Open Spaces Speak Best To This Craving, The Spaces I Myself First Found In The Desert And Then In The Western Grasslands.

Pain Serves A Purpose. Without It You Are In Danger. What You Cannot Feel You Cannot Take Care Of.

In The Bare Room Under The Old Library On The Hill In The Town At The Tip Of The Small Peninsula On The Cold Island So Far From Everything Else, I Lived Among Strangers And Birds.