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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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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.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Past ~ Perfect ~ Porto


“Winding slowly through the misty vineyards of Northern Portugal I watch my immediate tear-stained past reform into melancholy memory...

The softening time passages dissolve into rich rustic regret...

I know not where I go, but glare into the fresh pasttime and soak up the last drops of present as the moment nettles into vague warm recollection...

It's so strange how a memory presents itself so differently just moments after it has occurred and then oftentimes sweetly reforms itself into something so much more.


Train from Porto, Portugal to Vila Real.

posted by skiphunt | 10:57 AM

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