June 22, 2012 On the forests of revival the song dogs sleep with growling coffee beans and burrowing horses while Winthrop the optimist wishes forests into sprouting and mountainsides into staving off collapse from selfish gain and anger… By Flip Holsinger
June 9, 2013 “A man who calls his kinsmen to a feast does not do so to save them from starving. They all have food in their own homes. When we gather together in the moonlit village ground it is not because of the moon. Every man can see it in his own compound. We come together because it is good for kinsmen to do so.” ― Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart By Flip Holsinger
