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... yellow, pink & orange walls shelter us from the heat as the air conditioner clicks on & off ... a place of contrasts ... garish lights & humble artistic center stretch outside ... clean swept streets & unkempt staircases ... aggressive drivers & exceedingly polite greeters ... wide, fast flowing highways & narrow, empty passageways ... buddhist temples, shaman homes & churches ... the one constant in clothes soaked in sweat is exquisite food ... everywhere in open markets to single small eateries ... ... probably only slightly different than any city anywhere but it is the place I now inhabit to experience the familiar as surreal ... here I am the other ... the naive wave to me shouting out "hi" excited they can use an english greeting ... an elder reaches out smiles & strokes my arm ... school girls on their way home exclaim "foreigner" ... it all happens "on the way" ... ... many are anxious to demonstrate the g...

You practice the art of healing. You believe in a tribe & the migration of birds. You know about the mingling of Christianity & Confucianism. You tell of the four rivers & the delta waters. Are the churches, shrines, relics, saints and dyke observation sites of the depositif ? What are you teaching? ::Note:: ... traveling around the region near  Iksan ...

Réunir by Pj Prudat featuring the 2013-14 Circle of Voices is ... Letters float in ... Are they from the past to the present? From the future as recollections of the present sent to the past? Were they sent by the drum ... The fiddle ... The hanging wolf skins howling silently trapped in a braid of tree branches ... Perhaps the trees themselves  or the leaves of the trembling aspen dropped the letters to the earth Who reads the letters ... The Kookum listens ... a spirit Kookum, a grandmother to a people ... listens to her daughter ... her sister, her grandchild, her lover, her lovers ... listens to the voices of elders, leaders, oppressors, voices, gunshots, silence, shouts, the heartbeat ... listens to the aspen leaves as they tickle the sky with their stories Why  ... trembling aspens are relatively short-lived, an average lifespan of up 80 years in the wild ... reproduce clonally by root sprouts to form large long-lived stands, essentially, one large plant ... an ...

... went to a play last night   not too unusual   this past month   The Cherry Orchard   Ignorance   Our Town     will probably go to three more this upcoming month   try to go without expectation   been often disappointed   take the attitude  "not looking forward to this, really don't want to go but it's good to get out and do my duty, be responsible and see things" ...  ... this last one Love/Stories (or, But You Will Get Used To It)   Playwright Itamar Moses looks behind the curtain of contemporary romance in Love/Stories     yes felt like a lot about grief     a pedagogical lesson on theater [meta]drama[post-modern]conventions  intellect/emotion ... reading Red Doc > the next night & found this in Margaret Christakos: Slay it Again, Anne which captured the experience  Carson, through all of her work, writes about love as the atomic leveler of the self. Love i...