'Plato's last stand' Mixed media 2013

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“Only the dead have seen the end of war.” 
― Plato

Postcards from The Edge

"All this world is heavy with the promise of greater things, and a day will come, one day in the unending succession of days, when beings who are now latent in our thoughts and hidden in our loins shall stand upon this earth as one stands upon a footstool and shall laugh and reach out their hands amidst the stars." H.G. Wells

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Into The Abyss

"Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you." ― Friedrich Nietzsche
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AS WE GO ALONE

EXCERPT FROM THE WAY CALLED BEAUTIFUL BY HELEN BIRD 

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We are honored, Grandfather to be gathered here today, to be nearer with you and each other.

There is a time when we must be way down, in this place where you own all that you created. We humble ourselves here, Grandfather…

I open up my heart to all, that they too feel the free soaring spirit of the many vast creations. Your creations…

I have looked at you from many ways. I saw you looking at me too. I know this feeling that was here long before we came to be.

So long as we stand here in this life, we will talk about that thin mysterious veil that separates us from our own ancestors over there on the high banks of eternity in place where they call to us always.

A place where they give us a little strength…

We are inhabitants of these sacred lodges, look at them as your tipi…

What holds a tipi upright? Strong poles…

What holds up our sacred lodge? Our bones…

The doeskin/buckskin is an adornment on your beautiful tipi where we are inhabitants inside this short time down here in this life…

When we tire of this way of life, we will walk through the thin veil to our own silent judgment.

We go alone. We will be all alone.

No one can go with you. You will speak alone for yourself.

There you will not be able to accuse or be accused, for that is why we die alone.

For that is why we come in to the world….ALONE

We all have a task in this life…

So take good care of your doeskin/buckskin and…

Remember to keep it clean.