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When I look at ocean
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I see mountains forming and subsiding, geologic time collapsed in the blink of an eye. The rock in the background is two million years old, the wave that dashes against it breaks for two seconds. In the last hundred years life expectancy has roughly doubled but people live four times as fast. The days here are extra long, perhaps because there's so little to look at that doesn't belong. Or maybe because I don't talk much, minutes linger in tranquil thought. |
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