A passage from the master. . .


“The hot radiance of the sun, pouring on our prone bodies, suffusing our flesh, melting our bones, lulls us toward sleep.  Over the desert and the canyons, down there in the rocks, a huge vibration of light and stillness and solitude shapes itself into the form of hovering wings spread out across the sky from the world’s rim to the world’s end.  Not God – the term seems insufficient but something unnameable, and more beautiful, and far greater, and more terrible.”

- Edward Abbey (from Abbey’s Road)



A passage from the master. . . — 3 Comments

  1. Yes. He is a true inspiration for me. An brilliant writer. He has the ability to transform words on paper into pure cosmic bliss, taking you to that place that was so dear to his soul.

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