Grandfather Space. The Mind is his Wife

Read carefully, then don't read; work hard, then forget about it; know your tradition, then liberate yourself from it; learn language, then free yourself from it. Finally, know at least one form of magic.

You don't want to be victimized by your lesser talents.

Will be but corpses dressed in frocks, who cannot speak to birds or rocks.

Burning the small dead branches broke from beneath thick spreading whitebark pine. A hundred summers snowmelt rock and air hiss in a twisted bough.

Thought is just an apprehension of touch.

The lessons we learn from the wild become the etiquette of freedom.