EastScene

Andrew has posted a new update on his blog. Read the blog post below.

I’m writing you from a black sand beach beneath the steep pitch of Canadian forest. I knew I needed an ocean today and I was right. As the fates would have it I found a security guard somewhere outside the tour compound, who, while performing his task virtually in vein happened to be the first of many guides on my path to a rare and excessive peace. It wasn’t until I was further down the road that I found a man with a long set of locked dreads and skate board of similar length that I asked again, where I might find this beach. Before him, the path of large tress I walked along only hinted at the black a blue that stretched out below, hidden by branches, so protective and covered by leaves so green.

The love of a mother.
It was a left at the Winnebago where a man sold cold drinks and fruit when I saw the woman in the modified space suit. She wore wings and a tin foil skirt and wished me a happy moon day. I could say this was strange but it wasn’t, it was right. And, as together we descended meters or inches or miles to the waters below it was clear she was only getting higher. And I suppose there’s no reason she wouldn’t be. I’m pretty sure this was heaven.