Desolate Notes. A Place of Belonging Text Postcard Qing Qing Dao

I write amidst the vast landscapes of Iceland. Horses in the wilderness, Birds in the expansive sky, Whales leaping from the sea, If all things in the world exist in their rightful place, Then their frequency is in harmony with the world. A lifetime is a circle, Birth and death are but segments of it, There is no beginning, There is no end, All things in the world, Are merely returning to their most original form. / A Place of Belonging Horses in the grasslands Whales in the ocean of the planet Wings of birds Streak across the distant sky And stars falling onto the wilderness Are not truly falling All things in the world Have a place they should return to A place of belonging, uniquely theirs Nothing more / **About Desolate Notes** Desolate Notes If the final journey of your physical being, Were the sole scenery of my current journey, Then this would be my most desolate, Travelogue. - The Desolate Notes series, Records a journey my beloved grandmother took me on. Along the way, she held my hand, just like when I was little, and we walked together. Hey, mountains and wilderness, none are as beautiful as your eyes and white hair. I will write, I will write. So that our parallel footprints remain forever in words. https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7084/27758892086_eb6b5b4979_b.jpg **About the Printing:** The original manuscript is handwritten, then printed using a Risograph machine at the Qing Qing Dao Studio, followed by manual trimming. Muffin paper, my favorite, is used. **Please Note:** Due to manual trimming, each piece may vary slightly in size, preserving the warmth of handmade craftsmanship! Please place your order only if you accept this.