Friday, June 02, 2006
I've finally taken my friend Peter's advice and started a blog of my own.
We've corresponded for many years, met up a couple of times, and are always planning to do so again in the future.
I guess we are trying to suggest something that "experts" don't agree with, yet are things that we stumble upon, both figuratively and literally.
Before this place we live in was called New England (and New Everywhere else for that matter), it was called "Turtle Island" by the People who lived here. It's been many years since I woke up to the fact that I live in a special place on Turtle Island.
Not that I was actually asleep for a long period of time, but rather I gradually became aware that remnants of ancient stonework was all around me, dismissed as Colonial construction, but really part of a managed cultural landscape that may be hundreds or thousands of years old.
The location of some of it will remain undisclosed to protect it, while other features that are in danger of destruction will not.
Maybe one day we will publish a book or get involved in a documentary or maybe our blogs will have to do.
Maybe somebody will steal all our information and claim it as their own work.
I don't know.
Anything could happen.