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Balance
Cave echoes, a canyon expanse. A sure junction, vivacious slotted transformational curves; Realized in inference, and linguistically slippery. A sound. A map. A feeling. Vision toward the mountains. Unity incarnates. Water vapor collections adhere as thunderclouds; elegant and boisterous, loving… Continue reading
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Life Sings in the Noble Forest
Generals highway, quiet at daybreak. Sights unseen around each bend. The Kaweah river gleams, rushing through the canyons it has carved for itself. Inspiration steams from my eyes. With every step I admire my surroundings, searching for the best route… Continue reading
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Sonorous Surroundings
In the spirited shine of the sky’s swaying sea, I savor the sun and schlepp my sweet steel stringed sound singer to the summit of a substantially statured and spacious southern Sierran slope. My sauntering slows to a stroll as… Continue reading
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Lungs
Trees speak like a man with no name. No ego in their wisdom, nor breadth, nor frame. Wholistic, natural, planetary lungs, Provide us everything. -GKT Continue reading
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Floating On A Pin Tip Whisper
Gratitude fucking the sky. It reaches me. The ravens flew. They squawked. I rolled down the passenger-side window, “Take me with you in the sky!” But before I could get the words out, they flew by. Their presence accented an… Continue reading
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Particles of Anything
Particles of anything, before all my eyes, appear as magical Earth. Sauntering in silence through planes of vision. Painted by warm fading light and unhatched night. Swimming as one In seas of release. Speak to me. -GKT Continue reading
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The Creative Center
I am eternally grateful, …The creative mind… or the creative center… The infinite depths and expanses of one’s own wonder and self belief. ▪️ The formless excretion of soul and original nature; powered by openness, willingness and courage. ▪️ It… Continue reading
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I’ll Return as Sunlight
The weighted steam drains from my skull. A vast well of wretched favors. Stitched lips as I drown. Floating down. Absorption files the edges. Seize my heart with a sharpened skewer. Cook it fresh, before the blood dries. Savor my… Continue reading
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All
Roads built by men, lead to beauty in all directions. To know where to go is what will change your life, as it has mine. In my opinion, true adventure begins when you’ve reached the road’s end. And in that moment,… Continue reading
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