Subj:  On the edge of Nature's dreams        94-10-16 12:19:23 EDT
From:  Joe Uhrig
"Here Time and all things of Time seem to have ended or not to have begun.  The sun rises, flames through the sky, and sets;  the moon and stars look coldly down; the traveller seems to himself the last life on the planet.  Awe that is close to terror grasps him; he feels himself alone in the universe - he and God.

... From almost snow-white they have taken often in rapid turn, all of the hues of gray, of blue, of rose, of chrome, of brown, and purple, reaching even, under gloom of storm, an approach to absolute black...

But most they changed me at sunset - that hour when the soul itself is suffused with changing hues, and comes to it's best perceptions.  Then none but warm gentle shades are seen and the mind, like a tranquil lake, receives them and renders them into something clearer and deeper than thought."

J. Smeaton Chase
California Desert Trails
1919

 



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