Whatever is destroyed, the act of destruction does not vary much. Beauty if vapour from the pit of death.
Wandering flushes a glory that fades with arrival. - J. A. Baker
Wandering flushes a glory that fades with arrival.
- J. A. Baker
Cold air rises from the ground as the sun goes down. The eye-burning clarity of the light intensifies. The southern rim of the sky glows to a deeper… - J. A. Baker
Cold air rises from the ground as the sun goes down. The eye-burning clarity of the light intensifies. The southern rim of the sky glows to a deeper…
Vision with action can change the world. - J. A. Baker
Vision with action can change the world.
Whatever is destroyed, the act of destruction does not vary much. Beauty if vapour from the pit of death. - J. A. Baker
There is no mysterious essence we can call a 'place'. Place is change. It is motion killed by the mind, and preserved in the amber of memory. - J. A. Baker
There is no mysterious essence we can call a 'place'. Place is change. It is motion killed by the mind, and preserved in the amber of memory.
I have always longed to be part of the outward life, to be out there at the edge of things, to let the human taint wash away in emptiness and silence… - J. A. Baker
I have always longed to be part of the outward life, to be out there at the edge of things, to let the human taint wash away in emptiness and silence…
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