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This barn is down the road from us and they were about to tear it down. I loved the vapor like quality of the structure. The ripples of space moving through this are holding the wooden beams up. The weigh of the air seems to curve through and carve out the beams.
How do we support one another when most of us live at such great distances from each other? Are our thoughts as solid as air, and if so, can they hold us up?
I’m in Tokyo and watching a plane come in at Narita airport. Chatter all around, people from all over the world. The plane is floating on air. What I can’t see is the blast of air moving through those turbines. What material or matter is equivalent to that blast in my thoughts? A power that can support me through all my endeavors.