Day Nine

[wolven7]

Up a god damned mountain.

Telll me what you see.

Comments

[twistedchick]

Shadow and light and the space in between that is neither and both. Loneliness and chosen solitude (which is not necessarily lonely) and the burning bush of presence that is both. Anonymity and character, fading into a crowd. This hermit is eremitic, choosing to be alone, not one who seeks for an honest person. There are dreams and memories here, whom no one else can touch.

[hametsunosaturn.livejournal.com]

Tom Waits. heh heh

[momentai.livejournal.com]

balance, investigation, discovery thru dilegence and manipulation, mystery, magic, unseen power, untapped power, life being more than meets our eyes, garbled noise, distractions and fighting them to notice truth.

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

Hiding and finding. 'Peek-a-boo' and the world disappears. Deafening quiet and the way crowds can make you feel alone. Contemplation.

'...enjoy the silence.

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

Hm. Hands in both White and Black Works. Wearing faces for the job.

[raoin.livejournal.com]

i have a public face and a private face. even in the most crowded room i might be hiding. people come to me when they look for wisdom, am i a burning bush? i speak no imperatives, i offer only advice: seek within yourself.

[raidingparty.livejournal.com]

Drifter can walk a thousand cities and still find home in none.