People who have near death experiences all talk about a peaceful, euphoric , bright light enveloping them. From the moment we are conceived, we are moving towards that light. This is my heels diggin' in, I don't wanna' go, reluctant journey, into the light. Stephen

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Piksher Taker Wannabe / Sticks and Stones

Around here, dirt is scarce.  And life is tenuous.

You still have to be tough, but at water's edge you can scratch out a life.

I love the narrow strip of lushness that defines the border of hell.

I'm not the only one.

Desolation is but a few steps away.

A convergence of life and death. Live or die.  I choose life.

Succulent life.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Quick Pic

Where I live does not suck.

Seriously, you could do alot worse.

Even when it's scorchin' hot.