On Aug 14, 2010, at 3:34 AM, [email protected] wrote:
> [Marsha]
> If I consider the Grand Canyon, all sorts of bits and
> pieces dance through my head. I've been to the
> Grand Canyon and felt it vastness and its silence.
> I have a visual sense of its shapes and color. If I
> stay with it, pieces of the Grand Canyon Suite
> move through my mind on braying donkeys. I can
> even remember, with a physical tingling, the
> adrenaline rush from being too close to the edge.
> Yet these memories are just bits and pieces of all
> that might comprised of such a pattern. It seems to
> me there is nothing finite about a pattern. It is nothing
> as confining as a dictionary definition or a description
> in an encyclopedia. For me it is a collection of
> habits, and bits and pieces of memory.
>
> [Craig]
> Exactly. And for me it's similar; for the donkey much
> less so & for the Colorado River barely so at all.
> The Grand Canyon is the sum of all these.
> P.S. Do you ever sleep?
>
Marsha:
I can visualize a turquoise ribbon running at the
bottom of the red canyon. Beautiful!
I do sleep, when tired. I seem to have this weird
biorhythm. I am most alive from 2 a.m. until noon,
and worthless in the afternoon and evenings.
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