WRITING
A pretty precipitous drop down into this different River Valley, an amazing Grande Vista but vertiginous. A trail led off to the left along the edge of this this very very steep descent. I saw some goats on it and I decide “Okay this must be the way.” I started walking along this path, zigzagging my way along the... (continue)
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My SIT field study group just got back from a midsize city called Tonghai, where we had our orientation. Now we are getting ready to start buckling down and attending Chinese classes at Yunnan Normal University are pretty wild and different in this large southwestern city, although it appears that just in the past five years everything has become much more westernized and modernized. Still, the streets are filled with bike taxis and the occasional horse-drawn cart, our meals are fifteen dish banquets of pig... (continue)
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I write this from this holiest and hottest of lands. It is the land of milk and honey, to which Moses led the Jews out of Egypt and the Sinai. Its the land upon which Christ walked, the land from which Muhammad ascended on his winged horse to heaven to commune with Allah, and the land which for the past 4,000 years or so has been the most sacred site of conflict, politics and hope that exists on this little planet... (continue)
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There Are so Many troubled flickering forms
That Wander the Vast
Unstilled by Holy Need,
And driven to Seek a Source of Light
But the white-burning of a Star's Design... (continue)