Friday October 3, 2014

come down now

the loudest sound ever heard on earth occurred in 1883 – i can’t possibly comprehend what that must have been like, but i can certainly empathize with the idea of an explosion reverberating for days. the sound of something letting go with terrific force, and then aftershocks rolling past every few hours for a while.

once it’s gone, there is beauty to be found returning to the earth – i have always been fascinated by the way in which nature takes back its own space, drawing everything into itself.

there’s a truth in time, in growth, in decay. in massive explosions and the destruction of islands. in lost love and in longing.

i’ve never seen anything like this.

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