Winter Solistice 08, a set on Flickr.
08 seems like a long time ago and yet at the same time just like yesterday...not really much has changed in the journey into the night and yet everything has changed...the weird duality of life...and the words still come and the words still ignored but it still feels so good to still type the words out brings my mind into a silent orderered space...let everyone run around in their din...sunsets in the winter the orange light slicing through thre trees still inspires me...
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