After our initial introduction, it dawned on me that Grand Canyon was not the talkative kind, and that I’d have to delve into his thoughts in order to perform this interrogation. And his thoughts were layered with the unfolding history of the earth. And although each thought was like a different sediment of rock, and each sediment led to a different sentiment, there was one constant in it all: the never-ending pressure of the present. There it was five thousand feet below as it once would have been at my feet five-hundred million years ago. The river created this illusion of the past, this hole in the ground, this cause of a great depression. At this I saw him smile as if I had been reading his mind.~Chandler Chiller 2006
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