Like the website that hosts it, this blog is only concerned with using art and brief texts to uncover the bias and other limitations of thought conditioned by memory and tradition, thus also revealing how this largely unacknowledged tribal egotism that affects all human beings creates and sustains the systemic disorder and violence of the world in which we all live.

Without a radical awakening to the immense distance between our mental and social reality and the truth, we are condemned to continue living in the same cruel division, conflict, and sorrow to which we ourselves sustain with our personal memories, thoughts, and desires.

Six Mile Creek Springs to Life

First, some brief quotes to introduce and give some literary context to the images: 

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.
                                                               Rainer Maria Rilke

They say it's better to bury your sadness in a graveyard or garden that waits for the spring to wake from its sleep and burst into green.
                                                                                                                                                                                 Conor Oberst
The force of Spring –

powerful beyond measure.
              Michael Garofalo

Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky,
We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.

                               Kahlil Gibran  

It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless,
looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.
                                                John Galsworthy

The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
 John Muir

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