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	<title>West Desert Journal by Nathan Cowlishaw &#187; Time Warp</title>
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		<title>The Ghosts of Braffits Creek</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2007/09/05/the-ghosts-of-braffits-creek/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 05:39:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I spent a day in the silence of our ranch, reliving some those experiences that still lurk on the outer edges of time and space. A supernatural wind howled and groaned, pushing cloudships across blue sky, and causing the empty ranch house to creak. Alone, I felt an intense euphoria as if something from the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Heart of the Great Basin</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2006 23:37:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The stars stand bold against trees. The fire is dancing. The smoke drifts in my direction and soaks into my skin. This is a quiet moment in the Great Basin; where the little people roam the night. These individuals are knee tall. They move through the juniper mountains like ants. I can hear their whisperings, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Dreaming of the Afterlife</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2006 16:16:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A boy sat outside the village looking at the grave yard at the mesa&#8217;s edge. &#8220;What ever happened to the dead?&#8221; he pondered. &#8220;Are they living some where else far away?&#8221; Skeletons walking around after the day turns to night inspires the boy to dream of the darkness and deepness of rivers. &#8220;Are the dead [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Early Morning</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2006/05/01/the-early-morning/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 03:58:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[dark rain clouds wander the blue sky making the dream come alive a vision of the land singing Then cries the raven from its hollow in the knarled tree that twists its branches into the ancient wind Thunder echoes way across the desert yonder farther than the eyes can see The black rock was the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Changes</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2006/04/26/changes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 04:26:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am wondering through what beauty is left&#8230; There is hardly a place to go where man has not intruded. Everything is changing. I dream of what happened long ago. What was Earth like then? There is a divine power today, not all is gone. I believe that the sky and the landscape will change. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Voices of the Past</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2006/04/25/215/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 03:48:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;The mountains are the last things that are remaining old and undisturbed, but even now we are building things into them. I still can go in them, camp out and watch the stars; sleep and dream in the night by an old fire; and wonder some where else other than this realm of confusion. It [...]]]></description>
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		<title>There&#8217;s An Owl In My Tree</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2004/03/06/theres-an-owl-in-my-tree/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2004 00:10:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Avoiding the coyotes and the other things that creep and crawl upon the skin, in the darkness of the earth, he follows the whispers from the mountains. He follows them to the source. He sits there with the rain falling into his hand from the black sky above and cups it carefully, staring into the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fire of Silence</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2000/09/05/fire-of-silence/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2000 05:43:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The uncanny feelings slither through this cavernous vista like the lonely fire that burns within the phantoms and faded shadows that once had casted forth The living trance would once long ago in the ancient times, howl and clamor a deep declaration from the coyotes in the flourishing, rolling hills of eternal rest The emotion [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Treeman</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2000/08/26/the-treeman/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2000 04:26:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[ I found this red story with a voice, that was full of instructions, given to me by the forest walker. It is where I bathed in strange conversations with the tree man. His mind made of wood, his heart, full of the place around him. The forest depths are like his purity. But I feel [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Blue Sky People</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2000/08/26/blue-sky-people/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2000 04:24:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Cowlishaw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Out there in the wilderness, where the Blue Sky People wonder, walk, and sleep; is where the old eternal hills rest. The cold winter passes, and in the summer, noon drips off ancient trees. Junipers, and pinions cover the Plateaus. Brush poppers hide, such as the rabbit, the coyote, and the deer. Eagles and Ravens [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Younger Ponderings</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2000/08/26/younger-ponderings/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2000 04:23:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am lonely sometimes in the way that I feel about life. Hardly any one I know agrees with me. I feel sad because I find a beauty that I can never put down. I carry it in my heart. My spirit can not be broken because I have found my place in life. I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Desert of Dreams</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2000/08/26/desert-of-dreams/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2000 04:22:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[All over that country I drive that junker wherever it will allow me to go. Out to places without any incredible features, to places that are starving without the green beauty. Areas that are flat and deadlike, and have their own loneliness. Out there in the desert the dreams, and ghosts pass by bottomless mountain [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Smell of Smoke</title>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2000/08/26/smell-of-smoke/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2000 04:20:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the night, the smell of smoke from some old fire reminds me of forgotten traditions. The sky is filled with candled stars that make the desert glow. What is it that makes the fire of silence burn so hot? My spirit will not stay shut up. I will find the ways of truth. The [...]]]></description>
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