Travels in Alaska-Quinn The Eskimo

By the time I recognize this moment, This moment will be gone

But I will bend the light, pretend that it somehow lingered on. Well all I got'sOoh ooh ooh ooh

I'm not swimming with the sharks in New York City, I am keeping  company with the  glaciers in Juneau, The rain, the cold and the glaciers together are able to take every bit of conceit out of me, reducing  my  digital narcissism  to zero.  My analog eyes don’t see our digital world.  Internet or InterNOT? Traveling in places with out electricity are not voyages of discovery, but rituals of reassurance. The wilderness is therapy. God's only voice is nature--- Mother Nature, unconditional, indiscriminate and unbridled love for anyone who arrives here. This is my 2nd week  in a row up here- enough time to be under and within  the influence  of this river of ice that slowly moves its way into the bay, breaking off chunks of ice the size of SUV's.  Quinn The Eskimo, Dylan's song  personifies the inside passage.Traveling is a Life Sentence--We yearn for journeys like prisoners dream of rooms without bars. And we all want time off for good behavior, which we get in a place like now.




I worry, I weigh three times my body
I worry, I throw my fear around 
But this morning, there's a calm I can't explain
The rock candy's melted, only diamonds now remain