There were jungles dripping with life, and ever-never-changing deserts, peaks that perforated the sky, and waterbodies that were surrealistic mirrors. Some were chance discoveries known only to destinationless wanderers, others were majority-dreamscapes that solidified along collectively traveled desire lines. The beauty of these landscapes was always unequivocal; but that deep love for nature it lit behind the eyeballs, far inside the mind, was of a volatile essence that escaped any lame attempt of description.

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For landscapes in color, stop by here.

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glimpse: ENOURMOUSLY ELUSIVE | The more water the falls carry, the less you see them. The less water the falls carry, the more you see them disappear. Rainy season, dry season – take your pick between misty veils or bare walls; it’s hard to win with Victoria Falls. 

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glimpse: STICKING OUT | The other. Sticking out of the crowd, mute or loud. We salute you, we berate you, we love you, we hate you, we revere you, we fear you. For we turn to see your blinding shine, or unsee your shame with a blind eye turned. 

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glimpse: ECHO TRAP | – and following his own echo got him trapped in his jagged ways before he knew it, and after he knew it. But it was a shortcut to himself and his self-determination, his agency, and, ultimately, his well-chosen freedom.

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Welwitschia Plains, Swakopmund / Namibia · 2017   endless utility

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Kerala / India · 2015   backwater alley

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