Palindrome New Year begins with enless vistas, colors I have always wanted to exist, and an uncanny appreciation for all things Markia. The oracle of Sedona warned us to be wild, or risk almost missing the Grand Canyon due to fog, putting hands to dark red earth, and listening to that damn Red Hot Chili Peppers album where he sticks his finger in her monthly blood. Markia continues on to Hawaii, and I send her great winged birds to say, no matter how far, you can get lost, but cannot be lost. -January 2002