Books That Changed My Life

And now, each night I count the stars. And each night I get the same number. And when they will not come to be counted, I count the holes they leave. Amiri Baraka Envy- Yuri Olesha Post-revolution uncertainty¬†of the Soviet Union? Yes, please. Traditionalism vs. modernism. Old vs. new. The constant battle between ideals- both... Continue Reading →

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Kalopa State Park

I was born to catch dragons in their dens and pick flowers... To walk barefoot across sunshine days... And chat a bit with death across foggy nights... I was born to rub my hands in dirt and walk green hills... To taste cold air and smell the damp earth... Paraphrased from James Kavanaugh Kalopa Forest... Continue Reading →

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