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Thursday |
 First photo of the journey, Dcp63846.jpg, Sarah waiting in Sea-Tac airport for flight 6034, our pilgrimage to amsterdam and prague, toenails proudly painted a cosmic orange, barefoot ready to walk the stars. if i had a watch i'd set it to 4:20 but as herman hesse tells me in my father's Siddhartha that i've brought along, "Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time?" (and just now writing this I'm reminded of burning man '99, when if anyone asked what time is it? i'd say time? there is no time! and laugh and run away.) he goes on to say in this simple book that life is a river existing beginning to end all at once, and though the water appears to move the river itself does not change. i melt into my seat and sense its length from source to mouth... |