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Following
Sometimes the path taken existed previously and the footprints of an ancient people are still visible. This path follows the border and on the other side the thin outline of the kingdom becomes visible.
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The Wasteland Here
I have started a new blog at www.wastelandhere.com to provide a separate space for random, non-sensical thoughts and ramblings about this world we live within and the universal planes we emerge from.
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Stone Path Review
The Stone Path Review website has been updated with a new theme. Also, there is a page on Facebook.
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Path Taken
Whatever path I took to here has led me astray. I thought the lights from a grand distance were salvation. Turns out they were a Black Friday Sale.
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Marya Hornbacher Interview
The recently conducted interview with Marya Hornbacher is now online at The Edge. Marya Hornbacher, a Pulitzer Prize and Pushcart Prize nominee, has written several books dealing with various mental illnesses, including eating and bipolar disorders. Her books have been translated into multiple languages and are taught as part of coursework at universities and literature…
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The Return
HZ He rises smiling from the concrete and rubble untouched, unscathed with dreadlocks he has returned. Arms raised, not to heaven not to any god – to home out there, beyond here this existence, this ill-defined reality to a birthplace mired in plasma, neo nuclear processes and colliding atomic particles. Dark matter conceals his presence…
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10/30/11 – New Images
New images added for Alaska 2007, Alaska 2010, Colorado 2009, and various locations in Northern MN.
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10/27/11 – A Fragmented Evening
We spent the evening at the Historic Mounds Theatre ( http://www.moundstheatre.org/ ) as part of “Pieces” by Incision. Broken into chapters, words and narration by Hanakia Zedek ( http://www.hanakiazedek.org/ ) music and video provided a dramatic soundscape and landscape for what hides and feeds within. From the copy for the event: PIECES It’s About the Fragmentation of the Human…
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Poem – War
Touches on the war raging within and the sides taken. War Violence breeds violence even the end game harnessing power embedded within the universal chamber and corridors breeds anger, resentment, from years into centuries. This battle I will take within the war I wage with myself. The game played to unwritten rules invisible line separates…
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Scattered Thoughts
A childhood interrupted and turned inside out, swimming with flailing limbs in the sea, until being pulled from the waters. Dusty memories surface and the collection of fragments serve to piece together the path taken to get to here, and the people most important and crucial to walk that path.