Surell

All you're doing is dragging this out when you ask what air is. If we travel this route you're gonna ask me what life is, and I won't know why, because I didn't say anything that could trigger such an event as far as I know.

But anyway, Air is oxygen to me. The sensation of wind would be a transparent, soft, fluid, but forceful sensation. It's character would be cool. This is all subjective, though. As is Christianity, in its message and, you know, whatever..

Where did this even come from.

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sleepy jack

He's trying to prove some point by pretending that wind is magic.

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Surell

Is this some kinda religion hoodoo talk?

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Terrible Lizard

The question is a half-cut cigarette, you puff a few before flicking it to the rain sloshed pavement, you coolly pull another light it and place it in your mouth the sweet ash twists down into your gullet like a cartoon snake from a 1940's cartoon short.

A series of questions that lead to eachother even if the actions themselves seem to be in separate ranges of awareness. The wind thing points out, that though we're able to understand where something comes from and even it's logical purpose in the vine covered clock. We have little explanations for the interactions we experience with these moving patterns on the Earth.

For example, your with your girl the day is cloudy not gray but an almost ethereal blue that sinks into white like light through the window in a knob-job cathedral, you take your girl up to a hill which oversees a grassy field that extend fifty miles due east. The outline of trees and the reflective ponds place sporatically on the flat plain gives the scene a picturesque quality to it, and the experience is similar to a distant sound building as it approaches. The wind picks up and it blows your love's hair back, her autumn curls shimmer a bit at the moment her face given a glow of summer long dispersed. It's beautiful and the moment fades, the clouds reattatch and flow on into the silky mold.

I'm not questioning evolution, nor carbon dating, nor anything else that's been proven again and again and improved upon by the human observation and experimentation. And I highly doubt what I've described is any predestined work. But is the ability to feel such a way, the colliding events so small yet so, to be idiotic. . . lovely is it just nothing more than a collsion of patterns in a twisting engine?

I think there is a higher understanding than we imagine, god, whatever you want to call it, continually swims in all forms in all times and I think we're all apart of it regardless of belief, state of mind, or previous action. The Universe is greater and more lively than we can ever know.

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“YOU ARE SCUM SLUT.”
-John Martyn

Terrible Lizard

Snobbish contempt aside.

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“YOU ARE SCUM SLUT.”
-John Martyn

sleepy jack

I just don't understand why this world isn't enough for people.

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Terrible Lizard

Because people's minds expand beyond it.
Are you happy with the world alone?

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“YOU ARE SCUM SLUT.”
-John Martyn

sleepy jack

Very

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Terrible Lizard

What do you think of the concept of perfection?

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“YOU ARE SCUM SLUT.”
-John Martyn

sleepy jack

In what respect? I've never come across anything nor heard of anything that's perfect.

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