Monthly Archives: September 2013

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Nearly the Summit

It is not necessary to summit. Far too many people claim to conquer the World. For to summit is to claim dominance. to achieve grandness. to view the world below and to observe higher peaks to conquer. Instead of setting … Continue reading

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A New Journal, A New Journey

I recently got a new journal.  It’s a cool, handmade journal from somewhere in central Asia (I’ve already recycled the info paper that came with the journal and don’t remember too much of it).  It was cheap at The Mountaineer, … Continue reading

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About a Hiking Man

The man goes hiking with his daughter nearly every weekend.  Nearly ever weekend since she entered college, the father drives to her dorm, and they go hiking.  Hiking around the lakes, hiking up the mountains, hiking though town. At first, … Continue reading

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Searching for Ideas

** disclaimer: no links or names are provided in this post due to its argumentative and philosophically decisive nature For the last week, the DEC in the High Peaks region of the Adirondacks has been searching for a missing hiker. This … Continue reading

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An Early Autumn Symphony

It smells like a fall day. White clouds pass slowly overhead, pre-empting rain but not guaranteeing it, at least for another few hours. Spots of blue appear and disappear, creating brief moments of hope for the few afternoon hikers who … Continue reading

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Music and a Girl, P2

The rain falls down, but our hearts abound For we know that God uplifts us through the clouds And in the Temple we shall see A world of glorious splendor. The woods are drenched with rain, as I am drenched … Continue reading

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Music and a Girl, P1

I listened to the music. Finding love in a hopeless place, watching the rain fall down. It’s been raining on-and-off for a few days now, usually in the evening and early morning, before I awake and after I fall asleep. … Continue reading

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About an Old Soldier

This is best read with a steady Celtic tune in the background, preferably wordless. The old soldier hikes with a walking stick, one of a pair, it’s partner gone the way of a leaf on a hurricane’s wind, disappeared fast and … Continue reading