FALL 03        

the towering cathedral sits still. in the hazy distance, sleeker monuments of coal-fired power release billowing clouds, like ominous smoke signals.

around the massive rock, the ground is so convoluted that we only find a small ledge upon which to establish camp...a space barely large enough to accommodate 2 bivys. and now, a strong dose of boundary-dissolving psychedelics: surely a test of true brotherhood!

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