the writing hiatus has been attributed to many, many things happening in my life. for example, my trip to turkey.
I like to romp around foreign lands, but gradually after hauling ass to faraway lands, i've worked out a conclusion. That i like it best in asia, and specifically back home. i've agreed the longest time with what Tasslehoff Burrfoot (now you be read in the Dragonlance Trilogy by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman to know him) claims, that "all roads lead home". Little people may be meant to do little things, but as Tas has shown (again i draw on Dragonlance ideology, me being the fan boy that i am), sometimes it's the little things that count and it's the little things that may have the biggest impact.
And so i went roaming turkey with two other guys. So here are the pictures (the more interesting ones that is, the mundane ones are all on fb):
this grotto looking thing is the caravanserai of yore, a resting place for caravans
High and twirling. the dervishes. Below is a set of photographs taken from the middle part of Turkey, where people stay in caves and such.
Carpet making
Sunlight focused on a toilet. A veritable holy site.
Another holy site: the Aya Sofia
Mein Kampf
Caesar is a good man
this is troy... there is really no one (nothing) else.
View of Istanbul from the hotel window.
ANZAC Cove, where Gallipoli was first fought over. Lost a few good men there. Those were the days.
Statue of me rescuing Liang when he tripped and fell on the ground. Broke his groin i heard.
Blue Mosque
The Roman Cistern
so much for epic journeys. I've always thought that different phases in life end not in a degree or any official stamp/certificate. different phases in my life are marked by events and relevations that reveal not so much about other people or life-outside-of-me (i begin to ramble), but rather on my internal thoughts and processes that have been developing quietly and unfolding discretely. In short, a phase ends when events or players in my life appear and reveals a part of me that i didn't know exist. More on that later. But thank you to you for being you.
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