Thanks you for coming by, gma.

I love this thought as it allows for a wilderness experience to occur at a busy sidewalk of pedestrians as often as in the middle of the desert. My school portfolio was entitled “Moments of Intensity” and for me these moments that stand out from the others in our life help to bring clarity and meaning – wherever our current ‘wilderness’ may be.

I feel like I am walking on a new path.

Me too, and it’s unmarked. No clear, beaten trail, no helpful cairns.

I’ll try not to get us lost. ;)

Complain away, I said you could, anytime. But I don’t exactly see beams and rays shooting out of the name “Times [ampersand] Seasons”!

Besides, everybody knows that where blogs are concerned, it’s all about the acronymns. In Wilderness Interface Zone’s case, the acronym rocks. (IMO, you can’t beat that word “Zone” either. Many cool and funny cultural facets flashing on that word.)

And: Greatly exaggerated, those rumors of poetry’s death. Though in the hands of zombies, many things look dead that might yet be rescued and fed reviving broths.

I’m not sure this site will bring together “all the ways” in which language and location and earth and culture “place” us, but it’s for certain going to try matching up a few of them. The best fun is in the exploration.

There’s always more going on than we’re aware of. It’s like aspects of creation are hanging off our starboard or port side–right in plain sight–except for those darned cloaking devices.

But you still feel something you can almost touch.

Its probably dead anyway, so maybe you’re just making the most of it, I dunno.