where the edge of the world meets the living. part one.

posted on: Monday, July 23, 2012


we had no idea where we were going. we just let the wind lead us to every possible wrong turn and dead end to finally discover the throne, pale and rusted, but yearning to tell tall tales of the salton sea to whomever it may have the pleasure of serving for that day. we met strangers, followed footprints and felt the heartbeat of the world. my unplanned bright outfit is the perfect pop of life against a backdrop containing soo much death. but alive or dead, i love this place and imagine myself one day returning once i've conquered the world to claim the throne mine, forever.

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