agiocochook

a sacred mountain, should be a good place to start or end up, or land at any point in between.
home of the Great Spirit, i offered a sprinkling of tobacco, out of respect.  respect would mean, for myself, for others, for the earth.  i can only pray that that translates in the descent, back into whatever awaits me...whatever i create.  do no harm, do no harm...not always possible. not everyone around me can be happy with my every move. protect the planet, but of course it winces under the load. even interplanetary visitors, they might be dismayed by my choices. even the past, the future -  might roll their overbearing eyes.  but since their existence is suspect and there is only now - now on the summit, now typing this, now asleep and dreaming...now - i'll take my chances..