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Fraser River – Close to big bar creek…

He lay on his back in the gravel, the earth’s core sucking his bones, a moment’s giddy vertigo with this illusion of falling outward through blue and windy space, over the offside of the planet, hurtling through the high thin cirrus.

Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.

Passengers aboard the mighty starship

Unquenchable Thirst

1200 Beats per minute

Exponential Cuteness

Somewhere in the depths of solitude, beyond wilderness and freedom, lay the trap of madness.

The color of a television, tuned to a dead channel

Wrap me in the weathers of the earth

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