#sierra madre
Breaking the Sea of Solitude
In our solitary communion with the evening sky, a spectacular landscape hidden beneath us by a thin veil of cloud, yet still projecting an aura of great solemnity, adds substance to our meditations. We seem to be alone on an aerial sea of solitude, until at last a pinpoint in the distance grows, trailing an expansive and arcing contrail…a small imperfection on an otherwise perfect and…
Does anyone else still have nightmares about these things?
Hi, btw…
@ghoultober day 14: Gold
Each time we talk about that gold of the Sierra Madre with @wanderingtycho it’s always the same thing: I leave without it and he takes it X’D
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