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MOLESKINE: by Skip Hunt

This blog is a reinterpretation of a journal-styled travel journal, or "moleskine" where there's no intinerery or chronological order. Each post will have little bits of photos, travel vignettes/stories, a little poetry, etc. Sort of a book you flip through when you feel like escaping for a few moments. Doesn't matter if you flip to the front, middle, or end. Just flip through and dream of the road.

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Location: Austin, Texas, United States

Intuition has led me through 17 countries thus far, and counting. The further I explore, the more I realize how much of this incredible beauty is perpetually unfolding around us and also simultaneously within. When I share these images with others and learn they've also resonated with them in some mysterious way as well, it proves my suspicion that all is indeed one and everything is defined by a difference in sacred frequency vibration.

Image making reminds me to awaken from the slumber and to celebrate life's rich pageantry parading all around us.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Bird ~ Can’t ~ Fly


“In futility amidst all needing repair, he tries but just can't get it to work.

Daily, weight is heaved upon his shoulders... Everytime he tries to break free he's met with yet another obstacle.

Chop off his hands, bolt him to the Earth, and gut him...

Yet, he still yearns to fly... To take all into the boundless all... To set us all free...

One day the shackles will finally fall and he'll take us all soaring into the airy
sinuous sea.


Old Foosball Player in Mexico.

posted by skiphunt | 8:08 AM

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