"Where am I?"

I must think about it for it is not where I have been. You know when you wake up and think you are somewhere in the past, yet it is just a dream discombobulation. I am why I am, and if so, then my dreams have a dynamic, -unsettling sometimes. I live in the Snake River basin, just below the Blues bordering Washington to Idaho. On the whole, there are no trees. Vast space all around, yet here, a quiet little burb, my nights are deep in silence. Maine was so noisy, at the Yellow House, and at Rokes Farm where the new earth house will be built next summer. I have chosen to go the the desert, man made, all grain fields, the natural flora and fauna has been plowed-under.... But nature is not the landscape, that is our perception, whereas nature is the rolling fields of emotions subject to eating, sleeping, companionship, and social/work life. All the rest, politics, religion, sports, gas prices, are just the reflection of that turgid life of the rolling emotional fields. Here, in the Palouse, life is rolling fields. See my link above, "Where am I"!



Rolling Fields from Cosmospolitan

The Subject of the Object is You

Snakebyte video

From The Yellow House in Centre Rockport, Maine

Sun is Me! Annie's View..


A bright December day, fullonius moon, the need for sun and rocks and sea takes me to Ballyhac Point, where I am drenched in the goodness of SUN. Who shines on who? Methinks I shine fullest! (Click on image to go to myspace)

Very Nearly Thought I was hit..

by a flying Xspot..



..that while walking along the road of life that I either might be selected to do something for mankind, or if I blinked maybe I would fall into Hell...is this where something or somebody was run over by an itinerant vehicle? Or, am I just blessed by perception with a camera to record my own moment in the sea of light waves..then here too is my radiance for others who breeze by. I tell this to everybody. CREATIVITY is Nativity.

Handrail

What does it mean? Patterns are all our mind recognizes. That, and gravity.

snow day

Lovely Moment, 28 NV.06
Intrinsic study, the definition of skeletal remains, yet, the sun is a vibration on the surface and the energy of being reflects in the eye of the beholder, yet life in the beholder. Only. And the wind and water and trees swirl a snowy soup, covering the golden oaks and sun, for a moment in the cold gray today.