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Dead trees of America IV

not so so much a tree as dead

incidents surrounding a joyous celebration XXIV

The heart does not accord with its bounds, nor the poem with reality, nor reality with God’s dream. What sort of a dialogue is it that transforms you without you yourself being transformed? Do not seek in the mute grass, seek the mute grass. Bo Carpelan - The mute grass - translation © 2011 David McDuff found on: http://nordicvoicesinprint.wordpress.com/

Hej everyone! Got a new panel, works great, let's just hope the rest of the Notebook won't deteriorate from working order any time soon.

I got some music here to accompany the viewing of the pictures you see above, if you so wish.

I hope to be catching up, but I might not have the time. But I'll be posting regularly again. So there's that. See you guys around.

This one goes out to carmenalt and streetberlin. Thank you for requesting something I did not believe I would be posting. For you and everyone else who might enjoy this, this is:

Dead trees of America I

Las Vegas Light Combo

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