I have only this minute, and if I fear losing it, or regret that I lost the last one, then I am not in it. The screens are all showing the same TV show, which I’ve never seen or heard of I stare at it for a minute before I realize what I’m doing. There’s no sound, but my eyes are drawn up by the moving images. In spite of myself, I can’t stop looking up at one of the sixteen screens that hang above the seats on either side of the aisle. I am on a flight from one coast to the other. We must unhumanize our views a little, and become confidentĪs the rock and ocean that we were made from. We must uncenter our minds from ourselves Safe as the endless ocean that climbs our cliff.-As for us:
Meanwhile the image of the pristine beauty That swells and in time will ebb, and all Or a few milch cows rubbing their flanks on the outcrop rockheads. No intrusion but two or three horses pasturing, Unbroken field of poppy and lupin walled with clean cliffs This beautiful place defaced with a crop of suburban houses.
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