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.

It has Been Cold and Rainy ― Photo Essay - 8

It has been cold and rainy, but not cold enough to retain whatever little snow we had been blessed with around Xmas. At first sight, all there seems to be is gray-brown drabness, but a decisive hunger for color and life is easily satisfied, both around the neighborhood and in a nearby forest.
I left the house well-padded: a heavy coat well buttoned up over a scarf, and finger-less mitts to be able to operate the camera. But after some three hours of trekking I came back home with the coat undone and with both scarf and mitts in its pockets. Tired, but exhilarated. If one is not too greedy, the embrace of the humblest beauty is more than enough, in fact, it is endlessly comforting. The camera is optional.


Getting Lost in the Silence of the Winter Forest ― Photo Essay - 9

A Walk Around the Rim of the Gorge ― Photo Essay - 7