you stand on the edge of a lake and look out into the horizon. its almost like looking into the sea, except the color is different and the waves are tamer. and you can't really hear the sound of the sea. i miss the sea. the constant sound of the crashing of the waves. but if you look into the lake , you can delude yourself for a minute that it really is the sea. so very calm and peaceful. depths that cannot be imagined.
and you can't see the other side anyways. with boats on the lake, you wish you were there too...
its cold with a nip in the air and your thinking, by god its magnificent. with the skyline on the other side and the empty calm lake on this side, you sit down on the steps and think how it wud be in the summer. abs fascinating.
you imagine the ages, that have gone past, the people that have lived, loved and died along the lake. the millions of years that went past to make this moment as it was now. the make this very second as it is now.
you look up at the clear sky and think about what you saw in the planetarium. the stars and the universe and the different suns out there. and you wonder and you wonder. is the universe really made up of some dark matter that has not yet been identified as it says in there? you can't really trust scientists in the US. they'll say anything. even with dna proof of evolution, these are the people who want to teach their children that god made the world in seven days. then u think about that rock that came from outer space and that fell on mars. and you see in your mind, the live image of the sun that is constantly shown 24x7. and you think. by god. its here the reason for life, the god of the mayans and the aztecs and the cause of all the wonder in the world.
the sun, the moon and the stars. and you remember the midnight strolls in your field back home where you could look up and easily see a million stars. and you wonder you wonder. a million things as numerous as the stars....
can you really walk away from it all? can you give up your ipod, your laptop, your car, your clothes and air travel and mongolian coffee?
go back to feeding the cows and no power and humid skies and constant flies and mosquitos? can you go back to traveling in the smelly buses, evading those eve teasers? can you do it when your 50? when your 60?
and can you not?
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