Everything is okay in Big Sur.

Nostalgia struck me hard today, rolled in like clouds and rained on my parade. Sitting on a hardwood floor thumbing through artwork, I was taken back to Big Sur. For those who know this place, know ecstasy. I am back on my mountain with all of my friends watching the sunset where the west coast comes to an end. On top of the world above the cloudline, feeling your soul sink into the sublime. I miss this home, I miss the dirt that cakes onto your hands, sleeping bag, and your shirt. That is, if you're wearing one...because most often than not you'll be throwing off clothes once you get to the top. I can still smell the whiskey on our breath, feel the wind in my dreads from riding on the top of the beast, and the stab of hitch hikers in my bare feet. Goddess parties, topless in the trees, crying, laughing, drunk on eachother's company. Dancing on the roof, Red Stripes and cigars for breakfast, beer showers, and sunburns. It's all there. It's just me that's not. When I die, throw me off a cliff in Big Sur to rot.

Regarding our origins

Here's a little blurb I wrote the other day after reading the Urantia Papers for a few hours in the sections titled "First Human Family" and "Evolution Overcontrol". I wrote this small ryhme to basically sum up the chapters.

You see it all starts with a sea sponge inhabiting the shoreline

Representing the borderline between animal and vegetable

It's contestable to say that life matter came from cosmic splatter

left uninvested by superior planning.

Our stab in the dark planet, that was meant to be Satanic

made quite a name for itself in years to come

Apes got some will, made weapons to kill,

and a pair of twins left home pretty young

At this point it's all about breeding,

interweaving of genetic lines till you're able to find

a proper mate with desireable traits so we can fuse, body, spirit, and mind.

So that's the synopsis of those chapters. Hmm...History.. Hmm..

Sunday Funday

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.- Rachel Carson

For the past several weeks, Timber and I have been taking hikes pretty much whenever possible. The area surrounding Portland kicks ass for outdoor exploration. Today we rallied the troops and headed out to Horsetail Falls along the Columbia Gorge. Twas glorious. Not to mention the added bonus of having 7 beautiful people and 1 kick ass hound as company for the ascent. I really suggest making this hike at some point if you live in the Portland area. There are waterfalls per every 5 minutes of walking, great vistas, and tons of places to sit down and have lunch or smoke weed. Just sayin. There is really nothing greater than getting out into the forest with your favorites. It's like a playground for everyone! The boys took off on a man adventure (climbing things, crossing things, throwing things) as to be expected and myself and the other lady wolves took off for a goddess party (sitting on a rock). The hike would have been absolutely flawless if there handn't been a choreful woman and her yappy terrible dog yelling at us every 10 minutes to put our beast back on the leash. Our group pretty much decided that just because her dog sucks doesn't necessitate us having to put Bruce back on leash. He has earned his free time by being cordial, pleasant to all, and loyal. Let the dogs run free!!!!!!!!!

All good things are wild and free.- Henry David Thoreau