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Climbing up on Solsbury Hill Newton was right� a body at rest will stay at rest until acted upon by an outside force. but once acted upon, they will remain in motion, keep moving until stopped. the cycle goes on. To keepin' silence I resigned energy cannot be created or destroyed, only transferred. energy moves like water sloshing from a dropped cup. electricity courses through our bodies until acted upon by death. transfer occurs, sending sparks that were once us�. where? When illusion spin her net we are older than the universe. energy transferred, passed from generation to generation like eye color. it tints how we see the small, fragile world we now live on. we search for a home, but none exists anymore. we have been wandering the desert of space since the big bang. the promised land only exists within ourselves. Today I don't need a replacement tonight i will use coffee & a full tank of gas as the outside force acting upon my stillness. i will wander the night, searching stars for some reminder of who i once was. there is a peace that comes from knowing that, even in the silence, the sound of creation still echoes in our bones. i am made of moon rocks & memories.
be well. ** Peter Gabriel Solsbury Hill |
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