Saturday, August 21, 2010
Perspective
In the reverent morning we marched, through a quiet, lonely dawn that slowly arose to unveil soaring mountaintops, long emerald green pools falling into thundering waterfalls and deep, lost valleys. A soft azure sky scattered handfuls of wispy clouds across the horizon; perhaps we were trespassers, not in our valiant hearts or our innocent intent but in our determination to conquer, to raise the flag of our own glory above that which does not care, above stoic granite and proud, ancient bark. Who were we to dare to pit flesh against rock in what must seem a petulant tantrum to that which has weathered so many and will easily endure so many more? I climbed to conquer, I climbed to win, I climbed to defeat the undefeatable. And when finally I emerged scarred and torn with a fierce weariness, head held high to tread upon the windswept, barren rock and look down upon the graceful universe at my feet I see a stunning humility, I see that I have not conquered anything. For a brief moment I have been allowed to experience the world from this far-reaching gaze, to feel the high wind proud against my cheek, raise my arms and bathe in the tall, sapphire sky and rejoice in the knowledge that I am that small, the world around me is that agelessly beautiful, and that I am become larger in heart and in spirit than the reaches of my own intent. I share this wonder but for a moment, before I must step back down and leave this silent guardian to its lonely secrets gazing effortlessly into the velvet night sky.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Beer.
I am a self-confessed, snobby, pretentious, unashamed beeracholic. I love beer to the point of microbrewerism. Bring me my microbrews in those expensive goblets and I am a well-satisfied and joyous man. There are few things I can think of as relaxing after any type of long day and as I venture deeper into beautiful, dark-hazeled tones of chocolate, mocha and espresso with hints of cherry here, velvety follow-throughs there and a teasing maltiness I find a wondrous world open to me.
Favorites:
1. Rochefort 10 - Complex with dark fruit flavors, some malti sweetness, spices and fruit tones, perfect beer.
2. Kasteel Cuvee du Chateau - Subtle cherry and oak flavors with sweet brown sugar.
3. Bruery's Two Turtle Doves - Chocolatey with a slight nutty, pecan flavor.
4. Ommegang Three Philosophers - Malty and Chocolate with hints of raspberry.
5. North Coast Rasputin XII
Mentions:
Allgash Curieux - A light beer for dark beer drinkers. Hints of coconut and vanilla.
Requiem Espresso Stout
Favorites:
1. Rochefort 10 - Complex with dark fruit flavors, some malti sweetness, spices and fruit tones, perfect beer.
2. Kasteel Cuvee du Chateau - Subtle cherry and oak flavors with sweet brown sugar.
3. Bruery's Two Turtle Doves - Chocolatey with a slight nutty, pecan flavor.
4. Ommegang Three Philosophers - Malty and Chocolate with hints of raspberry.
5. North Coast Rasputin XII
Mentions:
Allgash Curieux - A light beer for dark beer drinkers. Hints of coconut and vanilla.
Requiem Espresso Stout
Monday, April 19, 2010
Nostalgia
What are you staring back at me, red-brick warmth and beveled skies? I close my eyes and leaning back wonder, wonder at such lingering mysteries that drift throughout a rumbling sky. Sometimes I forget in the morning haze what makes me ME, click-click like tap dancing shoes and it's good to remember my rhythm beating, sitting on an old park bench, falling in love with sun-burnt leaves and old soul blues.
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