this could really be

Full circle syndrome continues to swirl around me. Back in 2002, I think I was at a similar point. I was a bit disenchanted by popular culture, a little put off by what I see day to day. Part of the appeal of a stranger appearing and inviting me to Australia was basic. Leaving a country of over 300 million for an island continent of under 30 million. There's a silence to that I just can't articulate. If I had $5, and a better idea of puppy...

how many days. looks like.

Namaste blog tribe So a few days ago I was all "I need to blah-g every day" and then I got into writing poetry a bit and THEN I started hitting novel keys and suddenly two days went by and I was like, "Fuck. Remind me how I was in an office for 12 years, again?" The fact that I worked Wall Street corporate aside, offices, in general, to me - are no bueno. The whole hunched over glowing screen in between moving from table to desk. This chair to...

back to the farm

I came back to the farm today. Considering I've been here less than a month, arriving was as surreal as the first day that I discovered this paradise pocket. I sat in my room looking out at snow dusted hills and creatures nesting close together to contain the warmth that life provides. It's going to dip to 0 F tomorrow... -17 C approximately. After spending so much time in part of the word where January brings the hottest temperatures, I'm...

day four… inter-weak.

Today is my fourth consecutive post, which really isn't a big deal after the previous 1000-ish, but it still makes me feel good. It's nice to get back into something I once was all about and see where it takes me. However, doing this in the middle of glorious nowhere-ville in the realm of (wait for it) PATCHY INTERNET! is something that I have been dummy spatting over for the past few days. Naturally, I assumed that relocating to a 35 acre farm...

a year of every day

Sometimes, when I think back to the first three years of building this wordly land I've created - it amazes me that I was diligent enough to post every day. This year, I reckon I'll have another crack. The only thing to ever inhibit daily posting was emotional imbalance brought on by life's harder blows. I don't really have any hard blows at the moment... I'm essentially in a Writer's Paradise with a collection of furry creatures that enjoy...

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