The world “lost” comes from the old norse los meaning the disbanding of an army, and this origin suggests soldiers falling out of formation to go home, a truce with the wide world. I worry now that many people never disband their armies, never go beyond what they know.
— Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost

"I STARTED MAKING MAPS WHEN I WAS SMALL
SHOWING PLACE, RESOURCES, WHERE THE ENEMY
AND WHERE LOVE LAY. I DID NOT KNOW
TIME ADDS TO LAND. EVENTS DRIFT CONTINUALLY DOWN,
EFFACING LANDMARKS, RAISING THE LEVEL, LIKE SNOW.

I HAVE GROWN UP. MY MAPS ARE OUT OF DATE.
THE LANDS LIES OVER ME NOW.
I CANNOT MOVE. IT IS TIME TO GO.”

-Alasdair Gray, Lanark

The Elizabot 2000, work in progress.

Ink on vellum wanna be animation (or something).

The only philosophy is that of language, the only religion is that of the word.
— Michelle Serres, The Five Senses: A Philosophy of Mingled Bodies

which eyes?

Infinite fractions of solitude, like Nabokov said.

Port Orford, Oregon

(the Oregon coast is pretty breathtaking) 

marhaba-maroc-algerie-tunisie:

The road to Dakhla, Western Sahara

With the truth so dull and depressing, the only working alternative is wild bursts of madness and filigree.
— Hunter S. Thompson

Yes I miss it. The Hoh Rainforest. Hey Hoh.

compassneedles:

Sans Soleil (1983) - Chris Marker

Only the impact of lighted bodies
Knocking sparks off each other
In chaos

 

I love life, out of curiosity and for the pleasure of discovery.
— Isabelle Eberhardt, The Passionate Nomad

Lush Biocommunication Zone, Hoh Rainforest


"Plants were the first of earth’s creatures to establish extraterrestrial contact, beyond the sulfur vents and the acid radicals deep in the bedrock, or at seafloor ruptures -the first to contact the greater cosmos.

Intelligence collectors, electron transfer chains up an entropic pathway, through latent complexities of space, a shamanic balancing act at 1 A.U.

 Every carbon atom in our bodies has at one time passed through the chloroplast membrane of a plant.

Plants are the placenta of animal life, from an ancient time before the humans (humunculus, humus, hence “earthlings”) were a wisp of dream in a chancy future.”

-Dale Pendell, Pharmako Gnosis

Madly voluptuous green.

Quiero volver a este mundo verde.