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I don't remember where I read this, or when, but it was about the connection between people and water - and how serenity or relaxation is so easily obtained when near a lake, ocean, river, or even a bath simply because it triggers remembrance of being in the womb. In other terms, we feel safe and comfortable because of an underlying similarity to our mothers nourishment and shelter. I never doubted this, but it wasn't until yesterday that I could experience what an unpolluted beach looked like. I think it was the first time of being so tranquil and complacent without having to do anything. Normally I'm so stressed and spazzed out, that every moment must be dedicated to something in order to feel useful. I never relax, but this was a great escape. I don't blame it on being partly drunk, seeing my close friends hopping around in the water naked, or sitting next to the most beautiful boy. I give the recognition to the water, for being natural and despite all of the outside factors that try to throw it out of whack, it remains beautiful and cyclical.
It blows my mind how closely related everything is, whether it be through composition or emotion. Regardless of the seemingly endless characteristic differences, we all are a close network of energy capable of many things. And when I say we, I include seashells, humans, water, wind, armadillos, and bees.
On a less spiritual note, I don't have work today. And that's a great fucking thing.
It blows my mind how closely related everything is, whether it be through composition or emotion. Regardless of the seemingly endless characteristic differences, we all are a close network of energy capable of many things. And when I say we, I include seashells, humans, water, wind, armadillos, and bees.
On a less spiritual note, I don't have work today. And that's a great fucking thing.