I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
Packing for Glacier
A video unpacking, mid-trip, from my hike this past weekend. It did not rain. The only things I forgot were my spoon (whittled a stick) and to charge my camera battery. Full report soon. Ask questions below.