Because Quails Are Awesome

In the land of Strange and inexplicable Harmony. འབྲུག་ཡུལ་ December 25, 2016. (at Chele La Pass)

Now let the rising tide of Power, From birth of stars to Final Doom, Reveal the Place, the Form, the hour, Where Light's salvation forth may bloom, Where seen and unseen twine and blend, And Darkness end. #strange

Moonset. (at Dhaka, Bangladesh)

'Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life.' "The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it" "What? See what?" "White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise" "Well, that isn't so bad" "No. No, it isn't."

Turn the light out say goodnight, No thinking for a little while, Let's not try to figure out, Everything at once, It's hard to keep track of you, Falling through the sky, We're half awake, in a fake empire 🎹 🎺

To the Organic Chemist. To the little scraps of wisdom, as Umberto Eco calls it. And to the Fatherman, as Zarif calls it. Epic Badass.

Blurred Lines #symmetry (at Uttara)

It suddenly dawned on me that certain experiences leave behind much more than memories. Sometime during the first week of April, after having claimed lives for two years, #Everest decided to quieten down, and at least 289 brave men and women embarked on that sacred pilgrimage to see the most incredible result of Earth, Wind, Water, and Time. Amongst them, Cory Richards(#NatGeo Photographer) and Adrian Ballinger(Mountain Guide) have been climbing and documenting everything that the Mountain, in conjunction with Mother #Nature, has been throwing at them. And they've been doing it all without supplemental oxygen. At 7,906 m, they have been waiting in #SouthCol, the last high camp before the summit, waiting for news of clearance. Tomorrow, on Thursday, the first of many will begin the ascend. From that altitude onwards, which marks the beginning of the Death Zone, the human body starts breaking down. Oxygen is no longer sufficient to maintain life, and the brain switches priorities, responding by almost shutting down digestive processes. It is simply easier to use reserved energy sources than digest new food. I wanted to talk about all of this because of a little memorial at #ABC, dedicated to Anatoli Boukreev, a Russian Kazakhstani mountaineer, who will be forever remembered for making ascents of 10 of the 14 eight-thousanders, without supplemental oxygen. It's beyond me to imagine what that must have been like, seeing as even as low as base camps you can't take full breaths without coughing, and allowing time to let your body acclimatize. Where Everest is the most famous peak on Earth, the most infamous for taking lives have been Annapurna, and during 1997, while attempting a winter ascent of Annapurna I, Boukreev was killed by an avalanche. His body remains up there somewhere, swallowed and buried by the snow, never having been found. The quote reads: "Mountains are not stadiums where I satisfy my ambition to achieve, they are the cathedrals where I practice my religion." Here's to the mind and body, and to the indomitable spirit of the soul.

April 18, 2016. ABC. (at Annapurna Base Camp)

September 10, 2015. Bhimruli, Barisal. (at Swarupkathi)

Carved grooves in sheets of plastic joined with metal, and all of a sudden I can simulate you a little better. Almost. Entire Universes lie in spaces smaller than the size of this image. Built and not found, through little Universes inside our own heads. Magic.

Stark. (at Ramu, Cox's Bazar)

I like peanut butter. And biscuits 👅 😬

It's all fun & games until you accidentally liquidate yourself 📉 #meltdown

Wooden vinyls

Symmetry Break.