April 13th, 2012
i was ambushed by a furious thunderstorm, howliing winds, and sloshing rain on Flickr.
bandera volcano - new mexico.  oh yeah and there was lightning while trying to hike out of the volcanic lava bed, rich in iron, in which case the trees grow rich in iron and makes it very inviting for lighting to strike .facebook .prints .twitter 

i was ambushed by a furious thunderstorm, howliing winds, and sloshing rain on Flickr.

bandera volcano - new mexico.

oh yeah and there was lightning while trying to hike out of the volcanic lava bed, rich in iron, in which case the trees grow rich in iron and makes it very inviting for lighting to strike .


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March 23rd, 2012
‘til i die on Flickr.
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“The end of the road looks like freedom to me I walk past the hours, I walk past the weeks And the months fall behind as I pass the years by I’m going to walk this road ‘til I die ‘Til I die… I’m going to walk down this road ‘til I die I sit on my own and no word do I speak The sky’s in my head and the ground’s on my feet But no pleasure’s delight, no tears do I cry I’m going to sit on my own ‘til I die ‘Til I die… I’m going to sit on my own ‘til I die The sound of the ocean, my feet in the sand The chill of the wind, the lie of the land The drops on my skull, the gull’s loney sound The thunder, the lighning, the rain pouring down ‘Til I die The years are a moment, the centuries pass I walk from the first and I crawl to the last But the silence surrounds me, in stillness I die ‘Til I die… I’m going to pass through these days ‘til I die ‘Til I die”  RobWright - Nomeansno

‘til i die on Flickr.

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“The end of the road looks like freedom to me

I walk past the hours, I walk past the weeks

And the months fall behind as I pass the years by

I’m going to walk this road ‘til I die

‘Til I die… I’m going to walk down this road ‘til I die



I sit on my own and no word do I speak

The sky’s in my head and the ground’s on my feet

But no pleasure’s delight, no tears do I cry

I’m going to sit on my own ‘til I die

‘Til I die… I’m going to sit on my own ‘til I die



The sound of the ocean, my feet in the sand

The chill of the wind, the lie of the land

The drops on my skull, the gull’s loney sound

The thunder, the lighning, the rain pouring down

‘Til I die



The years are a moment, the centuries pass

I walk from the first and I crawl to the last

But the silence surrounds me, in stillness I die

‘Til I die… I’m going to pass through these days ‘til I die

‘Til I die”

RobWright - Nomeansno

November 23rd, 2011
‘til i die on Flickr.
“The end of the road looks like freedom to me I walk past the hours, I walk past the weeks And the months fall behind as I pass the years by I’m going to walk this road ‘til I die ‘Til I die… I’m going to walk down this road ‘til I die I sit on my own and no word do I speak The sky’s in my head and the ground’s on my feet But no pleasure’s delight, no tears do I cry I’m going to sit on my own ‘til I die ‘Til I die… I’m going to sit on my own ‘til I die The sound of the ocean, my feet in the sand The chill of the wind, the lie of the land The drops on my skull, the gull’s loney sound The thunder, the lighning, the rain pouring down ‘Til I die The years are a moment, the centuries pass I walk from the first and I crawl to the last But the silence surrounds me, in stillness I die ‘Til I die… I’m going to pass through these days ‘til I die ‘Til I die”  RobWright - Nomeansno
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‘til i die on Flickr.

“The end of the road looks like freedom to me

I walk past the hours, I walk past the weeks

And the months fall behind as I pass the years by

I’m going to walk this road ‘til I die

‘Til I die… I’m going to walk down this road ‘til I die



I sit on my own and no word do I speak

The sky’s in my head and the ground’s on my feet

But no pleasure’s delight, no tears do I cry

I’m going to sit on my own ‘til I die

‘Til I die… I’m going to sit on my own ‘til I die



The sound of the ocean, my feet in the sand

The chill of the wind, the lie of the land

The drops on my skull, the gull’s loney sound

The thunder, the lighning, the rain pouring down

‘Til I die



The years are a moment, the centuries pass

I walk from the first and I crawl to the last

But the silence surrounds me, in stillness I die

‘Til I die… I’m going to pass through these days ‘til I die

‘Til I die”

RobWright - Nomeansno

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November 22nd, 2011
i was ambushed by a furious thunderstorm, howliing winds, and sloshing rain on Flickr.
bandera volcano - new mexico.  oh yeah and there was lightning while trying to hike out of the volcanic lava bed, rich in iron, in which case the trees grow rich in iron and makes it very inviting for lighting to strike .*fuck me* 
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i was ambushed by a furious thunderstorm, howliing winds, and sloshing rain on Flickr.

bandera volcano - new mexico.

oh yeah and there was lightning while trying to hike out of the volcanic lava bed, rich in iron, in which case the trees grow rich in iron and makes it very inviting for lighting to strike .

*fuck me*

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