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	<title>West Desert Journal</title>
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		<title>Nate&#8217;s Definition of Racism</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Racism isn&#8217;t just random acts of hate; everyone is infected with it. Racism is ignorance and peoples&#8217; refusal to walk in the shoes of people who are different than them. Racism is apathy and a refusal to learn both sides of the story. Racism is the refusal to ask hard questions. Last of all, I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2010/07/20/nates-definition-of-racism/</link>
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		<title>Be the Captain of Your Ship</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Life is good but how do you rid yourself of bad behavior like procrastination? It&#8217;s not healthy or desirable. The worst kind of activity is unproductivity. Life is about setting goals and progress happens one step at a time. It&#8217;s not a simple matter because it takes a conscious effort and some faith. Being on [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2010/04/22/be-the-captain-of-your-ship/</link>
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		<title>My Random Cowboy Life</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s time for me to call it quits on being a summer tour guide. That means staying home and having a real social life. For the past five years, I have been either traveling or working somewhere on a ranch! It’s spectacular but I&#8217;ll admit even the best adventuring grows old. I want a family [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2010/04/21/my-random-cowboy-life/</link>
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		<title>Love on the Backburner</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Don&#8217;t think of love cause it&#8217;s not real. A little rest would do me good. I&#8217;m ridin this ol&#8217; Greyhound from Utah to Arizonaland and it isn&#8217;t too bad. I close my eyes or watch the clouds out the tinted windows. Don&#8217;t think of love. Just listen to the old timer pickin the banjo in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2010/04/21/love-in-on-the-back-burner/</link>
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		<title>A Noise is Made</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Somewhere in the day to day continuity, you wish for some kind of escape from reality. Vanity rules our minds because we are emotional creatures. There is no logic concerning human behavior. Beyond all the static, our most basic desires are not always realized. Could it be we don&#8217;t always venture beyond where we feel [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2010/02/03/a-noise-is-made/</link>
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		<title>The Shortest Poem I Have Ever Written</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The flashes of your life ignite into memory]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2010/01/18/the-shortest-poem-i-have-ever-written/</link>
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		<title>I Want the Truth</title>
		<description><![CDATA[According to Oscar Wilde, &#8220;the truth is rarely pure and never simple.&#8221; In my heart, I want nothing more than the truth and that desire is pure and simple.]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/12/30/i-want-the-truth/</link>
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		<title>Quality of life vs. Length</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I think the quality of life in more important than the length of life. Please folks, recognize the beauty that is right in front of you!]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/12/18/quality-of-life-vs-length/</link>
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		<title>Landscapes &amp; Wilderness</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The way I see landscape is the simplicity of it; away from the commotion. Most tourists and travelers hit the national parks around my homeland of Southern Utah but as a local I travel to areas that foreign outsiders never see. I look for surviving elements of the old west and before; I seek out [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/11/26/landscapes-wilderness/</link>
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		<title>Tower of Stars</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We are selfish and lonely creatures. We get too busy with our miniature lives. In a static world of big cities and forgotten dreams we tend to trample over more important things and forget others are feeling the exact same heartbreak. In the commotion I stand back and listen to the buzzing static and yearn [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/09/02/tower-of-stars/</link>
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		<title>Everett Ruess and Chris McCandless</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There are two individuals that have influenced me heavily in their outlook; Chris McCandless and Everett Ruess. Both discovered truth in ways most will never imagine. They saw a beauty as distant and far away as the stars. It was ignited through their visions and words. Everette explains my sentiments so well and I have [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/07/06/452/</link>
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		<title>When Confronting Rattle Snakes&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Nate doesn&#8217;t kill rattlers, instead he talks to them and says sorry for trespassing whenever he meets one. He must have a soft spot for rattlers and humans who behave similarly?]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/06/13/on-confronting-rattle-snakes/</link>
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		<title>The Great Change</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I ponder the precious and rare beauty of this world. The quiet that is. The sun rises in the east igniting the purple twilight while canyon birds join serenading crickets. The arms of orange light touch the tips of canyon rim and I am lost somewhere between eternity and pure love. This is life and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/03/31/443/</link>
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		<title>The Outlaw Coyote Kate</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In a few words to keepin it short My heart trembles for Coyote Kate. In winter, the wind whistles over the dark Uintahs through steep strange canyons of sandstone and shadow. The beauty of that country is composed of lost gold mines, dinosaur graves and chocked oil deposits - a wild territory haunted by coyotes, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/02/19/the-outlaw-coyote-kate/</link>
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		<title>Teachable Moments in Grand Canyon</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A couple of years ago I was giving a Hummer tour in the Grand Canyon with a bunch of Back Easterners. It was mid-July and about 110 degrees Fahrenheit, outside. We pulled off the rocky road road to take a short break and stretch. The road winds it’s way down into the inner gorge of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2009/02/10/teachable-moments-in-grand-canyon/</link>
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		<title>Storytelling &amp; Snow Covered Landscapes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The snow covers the land in a thick white blanket with sunshine sparkling all over the mountains and trees. The sky is hard turquoise with soft clouds traveling over the new winter-land. For three days it snowed continuously. It reminds me of the deep heart of Navajoland near the Four-Corners, Arizona. This is the Escalante [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/12/23/storytelling-snow-covered-landscapes/</link>
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		<title>The Dream of Reality</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Dream of Reality Basically you are a dreamer and I am a realist. A dreamer is like the sky, intangible where a realist is like the earth, tangible. That doesn&#8217;t matter as long as they both have a vision When they possess that vision it would make sense that the earth and sky are [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/12/18/the-dream-of-reality/</link>
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		<title>The Heart is Innocent</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The heart knows not reason just what it feels. It isn&#8217;t any more complex then a child that likes to play in all their innocence. So because the heart is like a little child it doesn&#8217;t always know better and it makes so many mistakes. Perhaps that is why logic is there to keep it [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/12/11/the-heart-is-innocent/</link>
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		<title>Earth&#8217;s Silence</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Away from darkness a dreamer&#8217;s journey begins towards incredible healing. His vision conjures up images from the bottoms of waking hours. Those spent thoughts were turning up nothing. The imagination was sad because it did it all in vein and trial. Yet, here he wanders beneath the shield of sky, crossing the beautiful Desert that [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/10/10/earths-silence/</link>
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		<title>The Visitor</title>
		<description><![CDATA[An old wise fellow came and spoke to me he was the big cottonwood tree.]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/09/08/the-visitor/</link>
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		<title>As it is Happening</title>
		<description><![CDATA[That old familiar wanderlust is coming back and I am once again listening to the wind. Talk about footloose! Why is it happening? It&#8217;s like Jack London&#8217;s Call of the Wild. I am fighting a strong temptation to flee and travel into desolation, isolation and utter solitude. One day I may tempt fate and head [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/09/08/as-it-is-happening/</link>
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		<title>Classes and Havasupai</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Well I may be heading back to Havasupai even though it&#8217;s closed for the next several months. They may let me back in if I volunteer to help reconstruct the campground and trails below the village. Every year for the rest of my life, I will travel to Havasupai because it is forever tied to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/08/30/classes-and-havasupai/</link>
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		<title>Flashbacks of Havasupai</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Last night I went hiking down in the Narrows. There were no clouds in the sky. I returned to Cedar City around 7 P.M. and spent that evening reading Desert Solitaire by Edward Abbey. Sometime in the wee-hours of morning I had a strong dream about the entire Grand Canyon getting inundated with water ripping [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/08/24/flashbacks-of-havasupai/</link>
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		<title>Four Havasupai Men Saved Us</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It was a beautiful and pristine weekend on the Havasupai Reservation in Grand Canyon. Late on a Thursday night we hiked eight miles into the Grand Canyon to Supai Village and arrived at the tourist office shortly before day-break. After we paid our dues we headed straight for Supai campground two miles away to set [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/08/20/four-havasupai-men-saved-us/</link>
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		<title>To the Hitch Hiker and Recluse</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My prayers go out to you tonight wherever you are. May God bless and protect you in your journeys far from home and family. When I&#8217;m driving down an empty road I&#8217;ll give you a ride and be a friend. I love your stories and how you write poems on leather shoes and how you [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talkingtree.org/journal/2008/08/14/to-the-hitch-hiker-and-recluse/</link>
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