When entering the Gorge, leave behind all preconceptions. Let yourself be carried off on a stream of consciousness that tickles the heavens as readily as it grinds down stone.



Light cuts across the room, through the window screen,

it penetrates the thick shadow, rending the invisible

and beyond repair, lending the space

an air of animation, spark and flair.

In the blink of an eye what

was once a why is now

a when,

a who,

a how and where,

and I, I am nowhere to be seen,

I have split into a thousand visions,

a thousand little dreams and daymares,

rendering the field of vision ROY G. BIV

and the story richer, brighter and complete.