22 March 2025

finding no outlet except in my art

 I have made up and sung songs of wild, poignant rejoicing and transcendent melancholy. The world has seemed more beautiful to me than ever before. I have loved the red rocks, the twisted trees, the red sand blowing in the wind, the low, sunny clouds crossing the sky, the shafts of moonlight on my bed at night.… I have been happy in my work, and I have exulted in my play. Everett Ruess

202204 Velo DeRosa Merak, ~1995

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‘It looks like you’re travelin’ pretty light.’

 ‘Yes,’ he said, ‘I don’t need much.’ ” 2017 mix

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