Two years he walks the earth. No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, ‘cause “the West is the best.” And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild”

- Alexander Supertramp May 1992

(via thedamageivdone)

I peed you a heart.
urine my heart


An abandoned house in Eastern Oregon

brooks was here


it’s been a while since I’ve posted my own photography, but I just found this one from my trip to Alaska and the balance of it just felt right.




Ritmos (by LFelipe_P)

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