Thursday, July 28, 2011

I'm readin' this yo!

Idyllic, sylvan mountainscapes abound, built high and lush and then slashed, slashed like a sword-wielding calligrapher as he might say, down to the pavement. Metal veins and aluminum wires sully and mar the riverbeds the peaks the forests. Then, meditation, oneness peaceful acceptance of the journey forever hijacking through existence.

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