Episode The Last: Through the Looking Glass


Episode Ten: Queen Alice


Episode Nine: Tweedledum & Tweedledee



To my sister and her new fiancé, congratulations on your recent engagement. You are the purest soul I know and there is no other deserving of a life unconstrained and shot through with passion and joy. I hope you see in him the things you never knew you always needed and the potential to expand your horizons, not contain them.

Episode Eight: A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale



So last night I was having this fascinating conversation with a friend, and it really got me to thinking about..........

What's that?
You don't want to hear about it?
I'm sure you can wait for the next episode of Alice, I am capable of doing other things, you know.
Look, I can tap dance! Throw me a few oranges and I'll start juggling! I'll recite the little known works of part-time German philosopher and inventor of the ankle-watch, Frederik Van Flinggenhoffen! People do actually visit me for other reasons.
Fine! If that's your attitude I think I'll post Episode Seven next Tuesday!
Hey! Back off! What exactly do you think you're going to do with that rope?
Guys, this isn't funny.......
I said this isn't fun......ermmmmphhfff.....hrmmmmmmm..........hrmMMMMMMMM!!!!!
(sound of closet door locking)

Episode Seven: Who Stole the Tarts?


Episode Six: A Mad Tea-Party


Episode Five: The Mock Turtle's Story


Episode Four: Advice from a Caterpillar


Episode Three: The Lion and the Unicorn


Episode Two: Down the Rabbit Hole


Alice's Adventures in No-Mans Land


Episode One: The Pool of Tears

Things have been rather hectic at work these last few weeks, as we make final arrangements to changes locations to a newly acquired building. Thus, images have replaced words on Ten Miles, but there are thoughts and ideas churning that will be transformed into verbs and nouns when things finally quieten down. In the interrim, I hope the newly begun Adventures of Alice will hold interest for some, and I'm sure, amusement for others. In an effort to counter the turbulence of work, I've been listening to a fair amount of 'equilibrium restoring' music. So for the curious, a brief list of those freshly uncovered. Nobody - You can find a few sound clips here "These songs are covered and soaked by thick psychodelica moments, 60s pop homages. The organs are humming, the vibe is calm and tender. It learns from what other Air-y musicians did before this. It fits into the so called Living Room circle. It makes the world look lighted by a bright white, that's blocking out all the shadows. While the music is composed to be a company to you. It's the work for nature, to be alive, and to breathe the tones, tastes, smells and feels of what's out there. It's accentuating. It's enticing. I's wonderful. It's honest." Mobius Band - I'd recommend downloading 'I Had A Very Good Year' and 'Burn Off' "Mobius Band aren't just good for walking at night; their unique combination of electronic elements, airtight drums, post-rock prettiness, hooky choruses and dynamic song structures is robust enough to be worthwhile in any context. There are simply very few situations in life that couldn't be improved at least a little if Mobius Band were playing in the background." The Happies - Try 'Blue Stream', 'Wahaka' and 'Ginger & Lime' "The questions you should ask yourself right now are: Why haven’t I heard of The Happies before, how has my life been incomplete without them, are they still around, and why did this stupid reviewer wait several months to write them up? I can answer the last question: I didn’t know they were going to be so astonishingly good. I judged a book by its cover and thought The Happies were immature punk. Need to stop doing that." The Weakerthans - Go with 'Aside', 'The Last Last One' and 'Plea From A Cat Named Virtue' "The album sounds so warm and cosy. John K. Samson’s vocal and lyrical talent is the most immediate thing and, ultimately, what sets the band above the two-a-penny similar rock acts the world over. It’s probably not quirky and poppy enough to win over the young crowd who holler along to fellow Canadians Hot Hot Heat and, in places, it’s Americana for people who don’t like Americana, but The Weakerthans are too good to be ignored for much longer by the public at large." The Layaways - Nibble on 'Ocean Blue' and 'Silence' "The Layaways favor a less noisy approach to their brand of moody Indie-pop, preferring to craft swirling melodies with classic Indie-rock changes that appear exactly when they should. Opening track 'Silence' recalls Jesus and Mary Chain the most, and it's by far the most rocking song on the album. It's pretty much perfect, with a hooky chorus that sticks to your brain immediately. As good as 'Silence' and the rest of the songs on 'We’ve Been Lost' are, 'The Answer' is THE song here, and the one that probably will have you stuck to the repeat button for a while. It's gorgeous, dreamy pop with hooks galore and some nice harmony vocals on the chorus that seem to announce that it's summer, you're in love, and everything is right with the universe. Who doesn’t want to feel like that?" Dead Meadows - Lose yourself in 'I Love You Too' and 'The Whirlings' "an album that trashes conventional perceptions of stoner rock – its finely detailed subtleties exposed through headphone attention are but a single nuance of its wide appeal; its sludgy, repetitive riffs, mastered over three previous albums, another. Both aspects are executed with precision and passion. Both aspects suck the listener in and keep them there ‘til the record’s end."

Elevated Fictions


Gabe, that guileful and grizzled guerilla and originator of Relocated Fictions, links to a rather clever conversion of Neil Gaiman's 2005 Nebula Awards speech into a webcomic. Oh, and while you're visiting Gabe, why not pledge your allegiance to the cause with some Relocated Fictions apparel......... Like this: iconicshirt


It's odd that this would be the last of my photo's that I post for a while, it just somehow takes on a new meaning after yesterdays events. The valley we call Death, isn't really that different from much of the rest of the desert West. It's just a little deeper, a little hotter and a little drier. What sets it apart more than anything else is the mind's eye. -Richard E. Lingenfelter.

Walk with me through this portal into my house of rock. Close your eyes and look inside yourself, shut out the noise of your civilization and listen to the ageless stories of the Shona, buried deep inside the foundation stones of this once Great place, this Zimbabwe.

"The Shona built massive walled cities without utilizing a straight line, right angle or rectangle. Architecture was designed with curves. The round homes would nestle against the rounded outer walls in a perfect fit. In this manner, not a precious square inch of area would be lost. The walls were built from stones taken from nearby hills. Great rocks were cut using torches and then chiseled into blocks. Building blocks fitted so perfectly that mortar was not needed to hold the walls in place.The Shona used curved walls inside the city to section off living areas. Great Zimbabwe contained eighteen thousand people. Royalty lived within the city walls, farmers and workers lived outside. A Shona home would be thirty feet across, a two-three story building, with thick walls colored in red. Homes were packed together so they touched one another. At night, the cooking fires would create a smog over the city. The Shona traded in gold, ivory, beads, cloth, salt and cattle. The Shona built circular towers. The function of these towers remain a mystery. The towers were not used for observation or security concerns. They may have been built for aesthetic purposes or they may be spiritual homes of past nobles." Source of above information. I have never had the opportunity to visit this World Heritage Site, one of the places I intend going to hopefully early next year. I was entranced by FM's photos taken in this mysterious place and for me, they captured the archeological essence and indigenous spirit so well. I am completely entranced by the elegant simplicity and natural, environmentally perfect, design of this complex - something I wish contemporary architects would take a bit more heed of. Luke


"The empires of the future are the empires of the mind"

-Sir Winston Churchill


Among the gold mines of the inland plains between the Limpopo and Zambezi rivers [there is a]...fortress built of stones of marvelous size, and there appears to be no mortar joining them.... This edifice is almost surrounded by hills, upon which are others resembling it in the fashioning of stone and the absence of mortar, and one of them is a tower more than 12 fathoms high. The natives of the country call these edifices Symbaoe, which according to their language signifies court.--Viçente Pegado, Captain, Portuguese Garrison of Sofala, 1531



The smile that fooled a thousand fools
Effortless and unforgiving.
Were you able to summon it
As a cut does blood?
Or would that be the memory of your lips,
A red to name you Snow White.
How subtle that mistake,
Right fable
Wrong role.
Did you delight in my mannequin dance?
Or did I dream that flicker,
That tremble,
As my performance took even you
By surprise.
I require no accolade,
No favour.
As deft a dance as it was,
It was still alone.
So I will avulse the memory of you
As I would a splinter.
Or perhaps this requires a detonation,
no trace leaves no scar.
Shivered fragments drift,
Dead stars
In a universe never meant to exist.

For Anne


"One Tree Hill"

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