Othello Week 4 Part 1

Soldiers of the Road

Week 4 takes us...

NORTH!

Where Idaho becomes Pacific Northwest

Lines: Why do we follow them? Do they dictate reality? REAL definition? I am straddling time and place--relishing the nonsense of it all. In my mind I am Pacific, Mountain, and Now-here. I am American, Canadian, and Earth. There is no difference. Nuance is ever happening--the lines are but one defined mark on the infinite spectrum of change. Everything is changing, moving, dying, blooming...giving way into each other. Here is a record of our defiance of divisions and definitions--somewhere out northwest...somewhere nowhere...

7 hours 55 mins +

My Own Private Idaho?

ooh la la Palouse!
My new favorite word


Sandpoint!


Canada d- 74 miles!

stranded on the tracks

Almost Andean

Love

Property was thus appalled,
That the self was not the same;
Single nature's double name
Neither two nor one was called.

Reason, in itself confounded,
Saw division grow together,
To themselves yet either neither,
Simple were so well compounded,

That it cried, How true a twain
Seemeth this concordant one!
Love hath reason, reason none,
If what parts can so remain.

-Shakespeare