And the day sweeps out to the right, almost like a visual trumpet call. The parabola spreads out before us.
It's the form of "reality"; how things are; how if you understand it, you can drive the engine that processes the world.
Slow growth, acceleration, momentum, brief peak achievement, dissipation, decay, inertia, linear progression--these are all the embedded lessons in the parabola.
The prima donna of geometry... |
A circle tells you that everything is equal, the same, unable to rest, gives you only one point of contact, unending, perfection realized. If you've got one on your finger, take a look--see all the gaps? The redness of where it pushes against your flesh? It only reminds you how imperfect YOU are.
How I hate her.
But, back to nature for a second look. And again, the deep-pile carpet of low clouds sits on surface of the deeps.
I'm sure there's a circle in that field of vision somewhere, eh?
Take on the weekend people. Do something nice.
Love,
Pops
Take on the weekend people. Do something nice.
Love,
Pops
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