Category Archives: Walking

Year in Review: January 2010

Posted on January 2, 2011 by randomyriad

I My Life My year started with watching part of Poltergeist II with my heart broken daughter (all that is fixed now). There is a point when you just can’t hear the name “Carole Anne,” called in a quavery voice … Continue reading →

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In Motion

Posted on December 21, 2010 by randomyriad

Hard Roundness forms undercut grasps and clings to darker patches Locked in the knot unable to fall back slowly spread onto cushion night steel light beyond waits the glint of a blade shivers of radiance on waves at dawn blood … Continue reading →

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River of Dreams #12: Fire Dance on the Endless Plain

Posted on October 11, 2010 by randomyriad

Chapter 2 From Fire to Forest Random crouched in the middle of a crossroads. Two paths extended straight disappearing into the horizon four directions away from the spot where he stood. The land was flat as far as he could … Continue reading →

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2 Unintentional Installations and Amazing Summer Skies

Posted on September 3, 2010 by randomyriad

This I call Wind Organ and Wire. and this one, “Ub!” This one I call Sky with Cloud, Church, and Moon. Today I walked without my camera and saw an even more amazing sky, layered with the glowing edges of … Continue reading →

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Aranansi #5: Walk on the Wild Side

Posted on August 26, 2010 by randomyriad

January 18, 2010, 15:48 “Where am I going? It can only be the end of the world.” Arthur Rimbaud Sometimes I get the urge to walk out on the wild edges of the city. Yesterday afternoon was one of those … Continue reading →

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