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THE TRECK Step-       step-           step Walking through orange mountains-- a journey toward the blue hole, like shamans through a desert-- except we have beer. never loosing our sight of the sea, I swear, every step makes the water glow a more magificent blue as the wind travels through every rock. Step-       step-           step One of the electric men from the rocks whispers through a gust to trust the path ahead of me. I take a swig of beer. Step-       step-           step                                                                   ARRIVAL and RELAXING                                                                                                               Subdued                                                                Subtle                                                                Serene duet                                                                between Nephthys and Nuit lulls us                                                               to rest after a feast of honey tahina                                                                in a hut with the words "Peace City"                                                                painted over the kitchen.                                                                                            Silent                                                                                                   Soothing                                                                                                                                                  Solace wondering                                                                                   if Moses was really lost                                                in a place many might consider paradise.                                                                                             Saline                                                                                             Saphire                                                       Soul blood pours from mother's veins--                                                                 Dahab/Sinai is a major artery                                                               of civilization creation, a sacred                                                                space for those seeking to unplug.
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Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 6:49 AM UTC
To Ras Abu Galum
THE TRECK Step-       step-           step Walking through orange mountains-- a journey toward the blue hole, like shamans through a desert-- except we have beer. never loosing our sight of the sea, I swear, every step makes the water glow a more magificent blue as the wind travels through every rock. Step-       step-           step One of the electric men from the rocks whispers through a gust to trust the path ahead of me. I take a swig of beer. Step-       step-           step                                                                   ARRIVAL and RELAXING                                                                                                               Subdued                                                                Subtle                                                                Serene duet                                                                between Nephthys and Nuit lulls us                                                               to rest after a feast of honey tahina                                                                in a hut with the words "Peace City"                                                                painted over the kitchen.                                                                                            Silent                                                                                                   Soothing                                                                                                                                                  Solace wondering                                                                                   if Moses was really lost                                                in a place many might consider paradise.                                                                                             Saline                                                                                             Saphire                                                       Soul blood pours from mother's veins--                                                                 Dahab/Sinai is a major artery                                                               of civilization creation, a sacred                                                                space for those seeking to unplug.
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Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 6:49 AM UTC
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