From The Top of Willamette Mountain

Theres no reason to be excited, except!!! for the fact that we're all going to HELL

Steal my soul, but just for the season.

Lake Gods. To Take. To Take Away. Steal My Soul.

It happens.

Time DOES pass. And with a fury that can only be described as morbid.

Two becomes one, we birth, we breathe, we cry, we eat, we feel.

Days pass.

We learn to crawl, to walk, to talk, to love.

Days pass.

We choose this, him/her. We grow up and then cold. Heart beats, and we keep on.

It all happens in the blink of an eye.

The older I get, the farther I feel I am from where I began, but doesn’t that only make sense? I suppose it should, but it doesn’t. I have a feeling that I must return back, to adolescence. To innocence. To a simpler theory on “WHY” it all works, and “HOW” it all works. But can’t quite seem to grip it. I see it, but I drop it. And then comes the shadow of what you feel like you once were. But there is the REALITY.

Monday I turn another year older, but really only another day older, for the day prior I was just one day younger. But that concept is IMPOSSIBLE (for me) to grasp. I am a MACRO man. Not so much I micro. The Big Picture is forever engraved on my forehead. So it is.

Camp Hands

To celebrate and remember the cost/brutality/beauty of life and its ability to be lived we headed to Payson Lakes in Utah. Everything was magnificent. Beautiful, and overwhelmingly so.  This morning as all that were in our camp slept I crept off to walk around the lake. The mist hovered over the sheet of mirrored water, the birds in the aspens singing their morning song. Nothing to think of, just the mountain and the magic that it offered this morning.

Can’t it be that way friend?

And I must admit that it CANNOT. Not always. It ceases to become magic. And it’s the magic that keeps me enthralled, and breathing.  And our breathe was levitated over the course of the three days that we spent on that mountain. I learned more from my lover, from my friends. We sang, we danced, we swam and let the day and the night weave us into her tapestry of what I would deem the PRESENT.  But as all “present” moments do it became the past, and now I sit, listening the Beatles, writing down something that might or might not (likely) effect someone/something. But, so BE IT.

Before the trip to the mountains we had a visitor come to see us at Willamette MTN, and we showed him this and that in the land of beauty. Last Sunday we (Colby, my brother, and I) decided to show Sean (visitor of ours) a good ole boys time and we biked to the bridge in Lehi to take a plunge in the ever-browning Jordan River. The video serves as proof to the existence of such a day. Biking/breaking laws. Makes a man healthy and wise. I do believe.

Ok, I must say that there was a wonderfully DELICIOUS dish that my lover made for the trip up the mountain that without an act of sharing would be a tragedy. So take it as you will.

Lover my Love.


1 cup uncooked green lentils
4 cups water
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 medium yellow onion, diced small
1 green pepper, diced small
2 cloves garlic, minced
3 Tablespoons chili powder
2 teaspoons oregano
1 teaspoon salt
8 oz can tomato sauce
1/4 cup tomato paste
3 tablespoons maple syrup
1 tablespoon yellow mustard

4 to 6 kaiser rolls or sesame buns (optional – for serving)

Put the lentils in a small sauce pot and pour in 4 cups water. Cover and bring to a boil. Once boiling, lower heat and simmer for about 20 minutes, until lentils are soft. Drain and set aside.

About 10 minutes before the lentils are done boiling, preheat a medium soup pot over medium heat. Saute the onion and pepper in the oil for about 7 minutes, until softened. Add the garlic and saute a minute more.  Add the cooked lentils, the chili powder, oregano and salt and mix. Add the tomato sauce and tomato paste. Cook for about 10 minutes.

Add the maple syrup and mustard and heat through.Turn the heat off and let sit for about 10 minutes, so that the flavors can meld, or go ahead and eat immediately if you can’t wait.


Currently Listening To: Billie The Vision & The Dancers

Currently Reading: The Magic of Reality – Richard Dawkins

Currently Loving: The Possiblities

PRESENTly breathing.


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