Puppy Love

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The Journey of Few

Painting by William Blake 

The Journey of Few

Kent Robinson

Sharp, jagged corners

Smooth, deceptive curves

Letters and symbols, slashes in stone

Spawned by dust and time and the minds of beasts

The shapes collaborate and conceive a monster

A breathing notion that stands in a line, a continuum that follows through the ocular into the mainframe

Tugging on neurons, tickling the frontal lobe

Wielding cognitive dissonance as a flaming sword

Bringing war to the fat and happy certainties snoozing between the ears

And the temple walls crack

The minutiae of canon loses clout and seeps out

And the walls crumble and fall

Into a blank slate that yearns for technicolor dreams, a sovereign system, an uncut trail        

O Great Mystery! Guide our hero through the dark night of the soul!

Let the shadows of uncertainty illuminate the way

Wanderers in Guate Part One

My best friend Jill arrived the other night and will be here for a couple weeks and we couldn't be more excited!

Our first full day was yesterday. We went to the market and bought flowers, pineapple and freshly made tortillas. We spent the afternoon relaxing indoors while a huge rainstorm came and went. Today we're off to Chichicastenango and Panajachel for the weekend!

Nos vemos!