BIG SUR

FALL 08














Later on this evening, high above the fogline
on a mountain, i will partake in several grams of potent psychedelics and for many a full moon hours be master of my domain...

Right now the beach is dark and enveloped in fog...in soft sand the footing uncertain among the looming mass of rocks...in the shape of fin a thread of luring siren away from crashing waves and the vast sweep of water beyond. How can it be that i am so easily overwhelmed by this immensity, terrified by the oh-so-easy embrace... The kingdom of Neptune calling back his servant.