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August 14, 2009

Dirty airplane window

This airplane window was so scratched up and dirty, my camera couldn't auto-focus past it.  Another thing to note about this photo is that prominent brown patch out on the wing which indicates a peeled surface.  It would seem that this aircraft has been in the service long.  So as I was sitting there, on this particular ride, staring at the brown spot, the thought which came to mind while I was also puzzling about the aircraft material that the peeled surface revealed was how much passengers really weighed in the scheme of the airline industry's scale of risks and benefits.  I succeeded in disturbing myself.

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July 19, 2009

Shadows on the wall

If worm holes existed, shadows on the wall would be them. This comes
from the realization that shadows on the wall on a bright, breezy
summer day are potent stimuli for the mind which in turn sends a
momentary, paralyzing current through the body. They evoke so much of
the past, not so much in terms of actual memories, but in a sensation
of the past. It is a wonderful trick of the mind, more so considering
that the silently swaying shadows don't last very long, can be gently
wiped away by a determined passing cloud. Everything, in one fleeting
moment.

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June 2, 2009

Getting through

Tonight I am reflecting on death and dying.  No, not mine, but in general.  I had not planned on these thoughts, but tonight the opportunity just presented itself, the way we often hear of death, unexpectedly.  I am thinking more of the natural kind of death.  I am wondering in particular if the dead and the living, who had loved each other when both were still alive, collude on when to die.  If the former whispers, "It is all right, don't be afraid," and the latter says, "Yes, I think it is all right now, I am no longer afraid.  It is time."  Or, another way I wonder about it is, if the living gathers courage from the death of a loved one, someone who has gone ahead.  It is reassuring for me to think these thoughts now, to think that wisps of messages get through like stubborn light getting through as long as there is the tiniest crack, for it somehow softens the news of death, though it will never heal a broken heart.  These thoughts somehow make less timid the hope that things will be all right, for both the dead and the living.

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