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As to the Bobcat, that was the universe winking. Let me explain. Two nights ago I went to visit the cactus. I made it there by sunset and I knew I’d be hiking back in the dark. The full Wolf Moon was obscured by clouds, but I could still see well enough (I don’t ruin night hikes with a headlamp). After a nice visit, I made my way back to the van. It’s a few miles back, and I found myself thinking about Mountain Lions. They live in the park, I would imagine further into the back country, but their territory range is vast. I would turn around every so often and think, “Is there a cat watching me?” I wasn’t scared, but vigilant. I felt something. The next afternoon, and 35 miles West, I drove up a gravel road. There are petroglyphs in this area; I’ve become interested in ancient art as of late. As I rolled up to the trailhead, there was a sign stating this entrance was closed. I drove further up the road until the gravel looked too soft to ford. I turned around and reluctantly decided to find another way. I was driving by the closed road, and instinctually slowed for a few seconds. All of a sudden a big healthy Bobcat crossed my path. They are a delight to see, no tail and pointy ears. You could watch them forever, however, it’s not in their nature to allow that. Experts in remaining unseen, these silent pedestrians reveal themselves only to those of their choosing. I felt so lucky. I was quick enough to score a short clip of its disappearance into the cactus desert. Make sure your sound is on; I’m so happy that trailhead was closed!

They say coffee increases your luck.

The thing about writing is: your mind must be moving slow enough to envision thought succinctly, and your hands moving fast enough to capture thought without impeding its progress. Anyway, here’s another cactus.

The human body is such a gift.

“Science-Based Meditation” is an oxymoron.

even after you’re gone

dreams last for so long

about last night…

@Freyy_is Messages arrive in music. Important to develop a filter for what you allow into your ear holes.

nobody talks about how genuinely wild music is at a fundamental level. an instrument disturbs air molecules. those molecules cross a room and reach your ear. your ear transforms that into electricity. that electricity shifts your consciousness. and without any coordination, without any shared culture or language, every single human society that has ever existed found their way to this. that is one of the most profound things about being human.

Watching people on their phones is incredible. They will stop short in the middle of the sidewalk to type in their phone. Spend 30 seconds typing more before looking up, n then starting on their way again. I hope there is a television show about this behavior on another planet.

@elonmusk Will you offer $1m for the best image generated?

Share your best Grok Imagine prompts! Most people don’t know how, so this will help them.

When you’re loved, you must leave behind little packets. Photons. A note, a log, a record. Intention. Allow them to feel your energy, to let them know it’s you.

For 27 years, A daughter would photograph her parents waving goodbye 😭😭 For nearly three decades, photographer Deanna Dikeman documented a tender family ritual - her parents standing in the driveway, waving goodbye as she left. What began in 1991 as a way to ease the ache of parting evolved into an intimate visual diary of love, time, and loss. After her father passed in 2009, her mother continued the custom, her waves growing even more poignant with each visit. When her mother later moved to assisted living, the goodbyes shifted to a doorway instead of the driveway. In 2017, following her mother’s death, Dikeman captured the final image in the series: an empty driveway, a silent farewell to both her parents and the years they had shared in that space

iPhone snaps frm filming for Visit Phoenix in Arizona this past week. The number one must eat restaurant in this city, in my opinion, is Chilte. Make a reservation. NOW! 1. Musical Instrument Museum 2. Hazel & Violet Letterpress 3. Parking lot dessert Chilte 4. Chilte cocktail

been in Arizona for the past week directing a pair of videos for Visit Phoenix. Here’s a few iPhone snaps

@JenRobichaux Caprock Canyons State Park

I'm yearning to take a backpacking trip. I've slept under the stars at some pretty cool places in Texas - Enchanted Rock, Big Bend, Guadalupe, Hueco Tanks... to name a few. Where in Texas should I explore next? The farther from civilization the better.

The future is a concept — it doesn't exist. There is no such thing as tomorrow. There never will be because time is always now. That's one of the things we discover when we stop talking to ourselves and stop thinking. We find there is only present, only an eternal now.

All Eyez On Me, one of the best albums of all time.

People believe more of what they can read on their own time, and process alone, than if someone were to say the same exact information face to face.

see it first within

nostalgia is a trap of linear time