Josh Branson

Journal

Old Night

“This was that Earth of which we have heard, made out of chaos and old night. Here was no man’s garden, but the unhandseled globe. It was not lawn, nor pasture, nor mead, nor woodland, nor lea, nor arable, nor wasteland…Man was not to be associated with it. It was matter, vast, terrific…rocks, trees, and wind.”
-Henry David Thoreau

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