Fall With Me for a Million Days

Tanner Falls, Pennsylvania.

Short Round

Weird makeshift rickshaw. 

Bell Rock Vortex

Sedona, AZ, USA                                                                                              br

The Floyd

Pink Floyd live at Pompeii, 1972
Post Meddle and pre-Darkside of the Moon

Haiku Stairs

aka Haiku Ladder or Stairway to Heaven

O'ahu, Hawaii

Escalliers

Paris, 2008

Lost At Sea

The compass was tossed overboard, in an ugly and violent storm

Headgear, Seattle and London

Chicago 1996

Miss you brother

Arcana

In a ever expanding universe of infinite possibilities, why do we insist on thinking in finite absolutes? The non-linear, shape-shifting nature of energy is continually masked by our box-like, compartmentalized thought patterns, carefully groomed and forced into place by the dull persistence of socialization. We hold the key in one hand and simultaneously take it away with the other hand. Maybe it's time for the children to teach us, instead of the other way around, for we are ever born without borders, in formless perfection. Amorphous energetic beings that can observe the infinite, and not turn away in selfish concerns. The way out is the way in, but we've plastered over the entryway with faded and jaded pictures of ourselves. To remove the bindings, we must first abandon the comfortable haven of the ego and self image, and confront the universe in silent naivete, seeking knowledge and not personal gain. Only then can the true nature of existence reveal itself to us. Only then will we recall our magical heritage.

Whispering

I am the scout who never figured it out......the perfect assistant at the end of existence.