Sunday, January 3

Red hues reflecting blue

I'm trying to discern the recognition of self as it takes form in the boundlessness of shedding skin. Like that of a snake. I'm trying to let go of all I've grasped onto. 

Impermanence is a reflection of the cycles we embark on when we begin our trek into incarnation. 

The realization of this truth is what sails me across the vast open ocean on days like today, where the sky is a deep gray. And although the ocean expanse appears to be a mere reflection of its reality, the actuality is a transformation of light and energy. 

So these then, are what gives me hope on a day like today: chemistry, physics, black holes and the milky way.

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