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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark: Atop Cerro Negro
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Monday, October 15, 2012. The yawning crater feels open and deep,. With an aching blue sky. Atop walls so steep. We stand at the base and marvel at the size. Nature’s destructive beauty. Laid bare before our eyes. My hiking boot blisters my heel as I run,. And my bare shoulders too. Blister in the sun. No 56 - East Tim...
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Tuesday, June 12, 2012. Beside the whitewashed stone shed in the home place, Co. Donegal. Looking across the bay to Clare. Down by the Plassey wreck, best known from the opening credits of 'Father Ted'. Looking west towards America. Leaning on a hedge in 'the street', Bruckless Co. Donegal. My favourite colour is purple.
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark: December 2013
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Wednesday, December 25, 2013. Spain From a Train. Flat fertile fields,. Stretching smooth to the sea. Between her and me. The distant peaks move parallax slow. My vision confused by the grimy window. But now the sun shines on the huerta pueblos. After we’ve left the grey suburbs and polígonos. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark: Spain From a Train
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Wednesday, December 25, 2013. Spain From a Train. Flat fertile fields,. Stretching smooth to the sea. Between her and me. The distant peaks move parallax slow. My vision confused by the grimy window. But now the sun shines on the huerta pueblos. After we’ve left the grey suburbs and polígonos. View my complete profile.
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark: The Golden Hills
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Sunday, May 20, 2012. The cattle they were sleeping, and the hillside it was bare,. Even the farmers were getting out of there,. Monaghan was freezing, the ice was cool and still,. When Richard Conroy and his miners found gold up in the hills. Clontibret, they all say, is a sleepy little town,. I play bodhrán, drums, p...
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark: January 2014
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Monday, January 27, 2014. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Author and thinker of these thoughts. I play bodhrán, drums, percussion, guitar, bouzouki. . I write things down. . History, heritage and culture fascinate me. . I love language and words and the things we can do with them. . My favourite colour is purple.
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark: Feeling lost?
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Wednesday, May 16, 2012. When you've happened to lose. That thing you most need. There's only one man. Who can help you indeed. He doesn't ask much. Whatever you can give. And he'll always be there. For as long as you live. So say it three times. And mean it as well! His name is St. Anthony. Mind how ye go.
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark: July 2013
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Saturday, July 27, 2013. The yellowed corpses of flowers droop. Their heads towards the rain. Like giraffes trying to drink. But they'll never drink again. The shrivelled soil in their pots points to their decay. Our neglect, like fathers or uncles, while a mother is away. Who can't (or don't) keep their child. Thanks ...
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark: Máiméan - scéal. scríofa.
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A Mystical Journey Into The Dark. Absolutely no continuity between subject matter of posts, some poetry, songs and real-life stories, but mostly musings on various things that interest me. Saturday, June 2, 2012. Máiméan - scéal. scríofa. CÁ BHFUIL NA FECKIN EOCHRACHA! Talamh. Nach muide uilig na h eejits. Deich nóimimt ina dhiaidh sin, bhíomar ar ár bhealach abhaile. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Author and thinker of these thoughts. I write things down. . My favourite colour is purple.
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