No one wins a fight with The Wilderness. By themischievousannaOctober 18, 2015 ( 2 ) Her roots, Her animals, Her life, Reside Deep inside. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: WritingTags: emotions, fiction&poetry, life, Nature, photography, photos, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousanna2 months ago Another subject. By themischievousanna2 months ago The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousanna3 months ago 2 comments › Daedalus Lex October 18, 2015 • 6:11 pm Ah, the inner and outer landscapes finally swallow each other like Siamese fighting fish in a Klein bottle (where the inside is the outside). LikeLike Reply ↓ cindy knoke October 18, 2015 • 7:43 pm Wonderful! LikeLike Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.