Diary

  • Diary

    Catacombs

    Paris By Eternal Night

    Paris By Eternal Night

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
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    Lava Beds

    Tubes and Signs

    Tubes and Signs

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
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    Brittany, Stoned

    Breton Megaliths and parish closes

    Breton Megaliths and parish closes

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
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    9 min

    Teenage Head

    Confessions of a High School Stoner

    Confessions of a High School Stoner

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Quotes

    Quote 1

    But what if the medium is the message?

    But what if the medium is the message?

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Quotes

    Quote 5

    Terminal. What other journey, you might ask, begins at the end?

    Terminal. What other journey, you might ask, begins at the end?

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
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    Diamond Solitaire

    Washing Beets with God

    Washing Beets with God

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Diary

    On the Road 3

    Italy's hermetic gardens

    Italy's hermetic gardens

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Diary

    Wind Chimes

    A meditation on sonic torture

    A meditation on sonic torture

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Diary

    Bardo Flight

    The hidden lessons of a flight that skirted hell

    The hidden lessons of a flight that skirted hell

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Diary

    My Day on Dartmoor

    The author slogs through Britain's wettest summer in centuries

    The author slogs through Britain's wettest summer in centuries

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
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    Vegas Baby

    Broken Dream Machines

    Broken Dream Machines

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Diary
    28 min

    Burmese Daze

    My Date with a Transvestite Spirit Medium

    My Date with a Transvestite Spirit Medium

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Diary
    5 min

    Liking It, As Is

    Catching Shakespeare at the cusp

    Catching Shakespeare at the cusp

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Diary

    On the Road 1

    Wandervogelin' in Berlin

    Wandervogelin' in Berlin

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
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    Lotusland

    Ganna Walska's fantastic garden

    Ganna Walska's fantastic garden

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
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    On the Road 2

    Rome's great pagan building

    Rome's great pagan building

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...
  • Quotes

    Quote 3

    “Messages from beyond” are forms of information, and information is a trickster

    “Messages from beyond” are forms of information, and information is a trickster

    I’ve been to Vegas four or five times in my life, and most of the time it takes about two hours before I’m totally depressed, hollowed out and captured by the bardo of cheese and loss that lurks beneath the blinky neon surface of the American Dream. This was not the case about my trip last week, however, though the hungry ghosts were everywhere afoot. This time I managed to enjoy the glittery void, to appreciate the histories of enchantment...