Errrrrr. During March I landed in a deep hole. I took some photos though that I promptly forgot about. I also wrote some things.
In retrospect, I feel a curious blessing. I am grateful for the lens’ through which I see the world. They are often hazy, and scratched up, and distorted forms of reality; purity. The schooling, the thought patterning, the literature exposure, the technology, the nature, and the surreal.
These photos tell important parts of my story for myself. There is dark. A lot of dark. Enter cliche quote here about the necesity of dark to understand light. Its a story relative to why ski patrol.
Exposure
Depth
Dawn
Solitude
Contrast
Speed
Huck Finn
Never done exploring
I read The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran very slowly during March. I won't drop esoteric quotes from it in here.
I write down a lot of quotes in my journals. This blog is a regurgitation of my journals. I recently wrote one down this week that I'd forgotten I had written down in March as well. They almost look the same a few months apart even:
"The only way to deal with an unfree world
is to become so absolutely free
that your very existence is an act of rebellion."
_Albert Camus
