Panama City. Andalelusa. Finally home. A few jonny walker blacks. Some great southern home cookin. I step out back for a smoke and look up to the heavens no matter where I am as I so often do and see more stars than I normally do. I can see the depth. I see that some are closer to me and some are farther away. Whenever I do this, I am reminded how small I really am. I'm confronted with my mortality yet I'm awakened to how big and astounding existance really is. As much as I run from and deny my home, it is here where the bigness and unlimited boundaries of all things seem to simplify. Only a year ago I lay on my back here on a trampoline with a female friend, and we witnessed 10 shooting stars that night. Looking up will always keep out miniscule perspectives in check and remind us of the things important to us and the things we take for granted.
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momments in nature like the one your explaining is a beautiful thing and cannot really be experienced in the big city life or can they?.......
ReplyDeleteI think these moments can be experienced any where big or small. I recall being in Piedmont oPark in Atlanta at 3am on several occassions experincing several natural beauties. A meteor shower. A couple gettin' it on. Damn, I miss those days. Thanks for the comment 22. Glad to know someones listening.
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