Jack Fisher

What are some social scenes you like in your neck of the woods?  I've noticed that while places may differ in ambiance – most of the conversations are universally the same...

Dharma comes like a whispering wind, then lightning, it comes and renders the parts of you that wants to understand, it splinters the labyrinth – crumbling down like a deck of cards, so futile and easy and loathsome – when it comes, it's a violent silence...

I was in the Ammarin tribe's territory -- the only visitor there for the day. The compound was blinding white, scorched by the sun, until I saw a high bluff that cut deep shadows into the ground.

I spent an hour alone atop the mountain, sharing tea with the local guides and clapped along to their undulating songs, accompanied by a round, half-moon guitar.

And then again, there are times like when I met Carmine, Tan, and Natalie, and in a brief stretch of a day, we'd blazed past the usual muddled interactions of polite traveler-talk and sped up time to the point where it feels like we've known each other for ages.

Much of the world is in shit, isn't it?  If you had a map, and if you lit spots in the world where there's violence, I think the round ball of mud would light up like a jack-o-lantern.