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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 9 months

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I don’t write anymore because my writing came from highlighting cognitive dissonance and the daily inner upheaval of analyzing everything.

And now I think I’m finally happy. And I’m living in the moment rather than the present or past… and so I’ve lost my tooth and my vinegar.

So what’s the use?

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 1 year

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Caught a shot of mistletoe in the desert. It’s a parasitic plant but I’ve always thought it looks really cool growing in the host trees. #hiking #hikingadventures #trail #trailrunning #hikinggear #hikersofinstagram #gear #geartalk #hyperlitemountaingear #hyperlite #hyperlitesouthwest #hokachallenger #hikerlife #thetrek #trekking #PCT2023 #PacificCrestTrail2023 #pacificcresttrailthruhike2023 #pacificcresttrailthruhike #thruhiker #thruhike #AppalachianTrailThruHike2021 #hiking #hikingadventures #trail #trailrunning #hikinggear #hikersofinstagram #gear #geartalk #hyperlitemountaingear #hyperlite #hyperlitesouthwest #hokachallenger #hikerlife #thetrek #trekking #PCT2023 #PacificCrestTrail2023 #pacificcresttrailthruhike2023 #pacificcresttrailthruhike #thruhiker #thruhike #AppalachianTrailThruHike2021 (at Pacific Crest Trail) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp454Dar9_1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 1 year

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Some landscape shots of the PCT. #hiking #hikingadventures #trail #trailrunning #hikinggear #hikersofinstagram #gear #geartalk #hyperlitemountaingear #hyperlite #hyperlitesouthwest #hokachallenger #hikerlife #thetrek #trekking #PCT2023 #PacificCrestTrail2023 #pacificcresttrailthruhike2023 #pacificcresttrailthruhike #thruhiker #thruhike #AppalachianTrailThruHike2021 (at Pacific Crest Trail) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp44vK0rZgb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 1 year

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This is one of my favorite local trails because the white blazes remind me of the Appalachian Trail. But it’s time to forge new memories on fresh trails. And so in close to three weeks I’ll be leaving the eastern U.S. in order to thru-hike the Pacific Crest Trail and add another 2,650 miles under my belt. This time I’ll be sporting a @hyperlite_mountain_gear Southwest 4400 and new copies of my old favorite @blackdiamond poles which were stolen in Rangeley, Maine. #hiking #hikingadventures #trail #trailrunning #hikinggear #hikersofinstagram #gear #geartalk #hyperlitemountaingear #hyperlite #hyperlitesouthwest #hokachallenger #hikerlife #thetrek #trekking #PCT2023 #PacificCrestTrail2023 #pacificcresttrailthruhike2023 #pacificcresttrailthruhike #ridleycreekstatepark #thruhiker #thruhike #AppalachianTrailThruHike2021 (at Ridley Creek State Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoaPmT0uY2d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 1 year

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Anatomy of a Hiker: Who Are We Really?

Let’s see if I can keep up with this article thing again.

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 1 year

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“Epilogue” (Unknown Date)

First Draft: Unknown Final Draft: N/A

“Epilogue”

Somewhere, Some sacred Muse flickers, Falters, Extinguishes herself. Some nine impotent voices weep, Some threnody posed, silent, Potential energy disposed.

A question: Was there ever such a song?

An answer: An answer must exist. A clandestine truth was prematurely bought, In candid rationale reduced now to cinders: The self-conquering of a fickle surety.

Does an explanation give birth To anything but further inquiries?

Was the question too abstract Or it’s parameters undefined?

But this time it is a statement Which tickles the attention:

I do not know you Though therein lies Both interrogation and retort.

“Do I know you?” “No.” Hiking IG: @Warbler874 Writing IG: @Yoke.of.Cadence

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 2 years

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“The Continuous War” — 12/06/2021

First Draft: 12/06/2021 — 03:51 EST Final Draft: N/A

“The Continuous War”

“You cannot take from me What I willingly take from myself,” So says the solemn lamb In sacrificial defeat.

And freedom isn’t free When it’s sold for cheap security, Sold for shades of sympathy: A hallowed hall of mirrors, Shattered in an instant of disbelief.

Buy me for a pittance of respect If I had ever been bereft of my autonomy: My wealth of self-responding themes Which no one seems to hear But I still easily receive.

Buy me for my war paint Which you see as decoration. Decorate me in despondent chains Which I will shrug off proudly When I grow tired of the facade.

Buy me for a price No currency could ever meet. No, Never was I for sale; Hiking IG: @Warbler874 Writing IG: @Yoke.of.Cadence

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 2 years

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“A Union in Unison”

First Draft: 12/16/2021 — 14:20 EST Final Draft: 12/19/2021 — 16:39 EST

“A Union in Unison”

I had myself so convinced There was no symbiosis in human interaction: A give and take of mutual benefit Between two beings romantically.

And so deep was my belief That I seceded from an attempt to find A partner to meet my needs That I, in turn, could grant a lasting love To feed their need for me.

And at that place I met you With an inert intention at level ground, Unexpected and unplanned, Upon which I was assured of your affectionate intentions, Reciprocated in full with what I then readied myself to readily give.

And again I reach To render and receive, Without apprehension, A devotion in unison, From myself to you And yourself to me. Hiking IG: @Warbler874 Writing IG: @Yoke.of.Cadence

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 2 years

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Fragments of Writings in the Works — 12/30/2021

“I grow weary of beating war drums over every mild thing.”

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 2 years

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“The Eyes Through the Eye of a Needle” — [Undated]

First Draft: [Undated, Several Drafts Created] — [No Time Stamp] Final Draft: N/A

“The Eyes Through the Eye of a Needle”

If we do not remain entertained, Let us look beyond the stage, Ignore the scripted scenes Turn all focus to the director’s seat.

Cast a leering glance To learn who pulls the strings Makes pawns from kings, And grunts of gods.

Do you hold fast, Or backtrack:

Be but one among most To stand as the affective stoic, removed, Watching immobile, Malcontent In a crate, Shelved limp, Listless in renunciation— A doe-eyed rag doll awaiting reformation? Hiking IG: @Warbler874 Writing IG: @Yoke.of.Cadence

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 2 years

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“Are You Listening Yet?” — 11/28/2021

First Draft: 11/28/2021 — 15:21 EST Final Draft: N/A

“Are You Listening Yet?”

After spending much of my life avoiding His name, Something I now can only rationalize as God Placed her in front of me, With no small measure of bluntness, Instructing,

“Now, earn her”.

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 3 years

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“Sophism Through the Eyes of Mr. Abbey” — 07/12/2021, 11/02/2021

First Draft: 07/12/2021 — 01:03 EST, 11/02/2021 — 12:34 EST Final Draft: N/A

“Sophism Through the Eyes of Mr. Abbey”

I have awakened in a new age with an aging face Of hand-me-down slights donning fresh names, Made up to seem Like a newly-tamed, nuanced decree.

Indelible pawns green-screened, Working towards but rarely seen Pushing forth the pulls of illogical deflection, Directing unguarded minds Towards a fell game of self-induction.

There has long been a calculated centering Of alleged facts Confirmed through circular citations, And born of unchecked immaculate conception Then cross-referenced through an ancestral line Of an agéd idea declared in a crudely revised fashion: A fraction of good sense With carelessly clad foul intent.

I am so dearly wearied of the same over-stated standardization;

Give me what is visceral: Something primal

And free. Hiking IG: @Warbler874 Writing IG: @Yoke.of.Cadence

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 3 years

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Notice - Reformatting:

Since I am back from my thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail and am no longer forced to use the Tumblr app, I will be copying my poems out in the format I used originally.

Thank you for understanding when I was using the clumsy format I have had to make do with over the last several months.

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 3 years

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Archives — A Piece I Wrote Long Ago:

10/12/2012

I do not know if I will escape this, but would I not be committing an atrocity against myself if I did not drag this out until the end? And what is it I wish for, if all I've ever understood is silence? I think it will suffice to lose faith in a hope to hear even an echo of the longings you've whispered into the night, simply to obtain a hint of reassurance.

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 3 years

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A reading of a poem I wrote early this year entitled “A Mock-Up of Indisposed Faults”, transcribed again below, accompanied by a short piano solo I wrote on the spot a few minutes ago.

“A Mock-Up of Indisposed Faults”

A sliding deadline For finding a locus of thought To succeed in a sector Of similar simpletons. With that which can be proven and not only assumed: Is what we know, truly known?

In rapid gyrations, empty bodies rotate To balance the narrative That we are not simply scared to be wrong And never just incorrect in our facts.

An anti-philosophy of meaningless arbitration stirs: The sophist smiles best When his work is done to perfection So that, speechless, he can speak through others, Speaking out of turn.

All that is known is that there is no knowing And definition delineates between The destruction and experience Of the essence left in living.

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 3 years

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I just can’t stay out of the woods.

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thewoodsmanbanjoist · 3 years

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“Whatchu want with a devil like me?”

— Rainbow Kitten Surprise - Devil Like Me

I finished my thru-hike two days ago. 2,201.9 miles of pain, delight, and truly unfettered freedom. I don’t have two pennies to rub together but my soul has never been so whole.

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