It’s Wilderness Wednesday!
Enjoy this photo of Fan Hill in the Mecca Hills Wilderness Area of California courtesy of Crew Superintendent, Harlan Walker.
Your eyes, they swell like a riot, deranged
Tomorrow you’re laughing like a child again
Why does the soul hallucinate?
I’ve got control, I shift my shape.
If flesh and bone do not contain
The mirrors, don’t reflect my face.
Psycho, you killer, you cancer, my friend.
Why don’t you give me an answer for when,
When you’ll let it go?
But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.
|—||Aldous Huxley (via darksilenceinsuburbia)|