>>1232951In the forest we do not accuse the trees of being asymmetrical.
Nature does not hurry, and yet everything is done on time.
Water is the gentlest substance in the universe, but give it enough time and patience and it can wear away the mountain
It is return to the nameless mother of all, the embrace of the fundamental, the pure, the unbroken and the greatest truth in the universe. It is the low bellows produced in the throats of mesas, the sensation upon your skin when the sun bursts over the high desert, it is the pattering feet of commuting stars overhead, and the graceful stillness found in massive silent things.
I do not know it’s name, and that is good.
