craning neck

26::September::2006 11:00 → permalink

as Anthony stated once: re-arriving simultaneity. back in Echo Park. brew some black tea, and wander down to the water’s edge. after craning neck for a long look at Steamship Rock. the river seems high but not near flood stage.

frogs texture the air with the only sounds except for birds. a few people in the small camp ground. maybe a total of 5 people in the whole place. and one just left. hoping that there will be only silence and nature this evening. as my small stove roars while heating water. taking glasses off when NOT looking at this screen. what is it that the glass shields us from? full-tilt apprehension of the world. blurry.

different amphibians make sounds now, others stopping, the texture becomes more varied as I listen more closely, something I can do only when I stop typing and sleep the hard drive. so, I do that now. the battery is low anyway.

fast visions, from the top of canyons rims, looking down, from the bottom, looking up. eyes play across surface that shows infinite ages, black sun-stain, and the textures of frozen dunes. cracks, shear zones, friable under-cutting, plants growing in cracks, fracture zones 200 feet high, they plunge beneath the alluvium into the crust, contorted from slow tectonic spasm, gray on the more horizontal areas, psychedelic lichen colors blend to gray and at the same time, divulge each frequency direct to a single rod and cone. life is exciting.

wander through the tamarisk-free zone that park managers have created as an experiment. started that some years ago, and the regular riparian species appear to be re-colonizing the area. wondering if they used some kind of herbicide on the tamarisk — it looks like even shoots are dead.

standing, neck cricked, for long periods looking at the stars. first time to identify naked eye the Andromeda Galaxy. dim but massive. so far away from any significant Light pollution, the sky takes a couple hours to fully Light up after sunset. so that one can walk by starLight. though there are almost no details.

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