These days, urban China is made of people, cars, and ubiquitous green scaffolding and yellow cranes flying the red Communist Party flag over construction sites. Everywhere you look, edifices of glass, concrete and stone predominate. By day, construction; through the night, construction. It stops for nothing, not even torrential downpours so heavy that the cab of the crane can’t be seen from the ground.
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The massive scale of grass steppes, valleys and thin riverine forests in the Khan Khentee protected area in northeastern Mongolia are better suited to horseback riding than to walking, but on this day I was a happy biped moving slowly through dung-maculated valleys full of the bleached skulls, spines and other stray bones of departed animals.
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The fact that political ideologies are tangible realities is not a proof of their vitally necessary character. The bubonic plague was an extraordinarily powerful social reality, but no one would have regarded it as vitally necessary. ~ Wilhelm Reich
Here is a girl, standing at the end of an alleyway in Chengdu, in the Sichuan province in China, in the early days of the Gregorian year 2010. The longer I look at these photos the more love I feel for her.
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That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again and ever again, this soiled world. ~ Walt Whitman
Sometimes people speak of how people are destroying the planet, and while that may be true in a limited sense, I tend to think that the planet will simply shrug and issue some stern correctives if it becomes absolutely necessary.
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