Click Clock.
It’s invisible hands of time showcasing its power of movement. Visual displays, eye candy repeated back on handheld visual displays. Gradients, no pixelating, flawless with subtle changes as multiple movements combine into one frame.
Ripples and swirls of nature’s influence, a master at work, reflecting beauty to our digital world influences.
How many possibilities to capture nature’s shades? Each day, each second a shade different, a weather mood shifting, the clouds, the location, the elevation, each a different frame shape?
Generating potentials, we’re witnesses to organic production, to massive movement. Giftees of this breath we call life, we live with a backdrop of evolving creation as our overhead eyeMax display.
No ticket fee needed, no guest pass released, “we made it” we’re human and able to experience the magic in the movement. Reflections, tones and textures…ripples, waves and rays.
Endless light in all of its shades.
Empty. Space. Freedom. Ease. Peace?
Grind. Grow. Stretch. Activate. Light?
Present - Still - See - Free - Be?
Emptiness. A feeling, felt in all directions, seen only in small segments.
Space to feel, in all directions, beyond small spheres
Freedom to spread wings, in all directions a new witness
Ease, up to and over top, to within, comfort of
Peace, a nest for flightless exploration, in all directions.
A need to grind, is that a desire or a natural manifestation?
Growing through dense and sandy soil, from all directions, sprouted.
A stretch to express infinity, within a seed our life’s span unseen
Energy activates it? Explodes it, potential through combinations of separate
Light, within us, sustaining the out of us, in all directions.
A gift the present, a fleeting moment, whisking with the end, no home, no finish line.
Maybe still limitless, every place at the same single moment of time, then still, not confined?
Unseen, exploring to see, blind our three eyes will never see, we’ll feel
Freedom, in all directions, beyond horizons and within veins of all withins.
A be-ing, to-daying, a present gift reflected back to the gift of time, if we’re ever brought back to believing.
Fly, over the peak of the clouds, beyond the limits of where they say humans can reach their wings.
Dance, skip, sing as you fly, the highest space an energy restorer, we can dance our happy feet, free our eyes to chase the bee, the butterfly, the beetle, even closed eyes will still see.
Freedom in that empty space, all can travel to peek, glimpse at nature, seek for Her whispers.
The wind will lead us, push us upwards where it gets steepest.
But the birds will laugh at us, chirping with their neighbors, they must know us humans lost our feel with nature?
Climb it to change the climate, seek the peaks to find the wonders.
Within, dangers flash of canyons and inclines, like the birds who laughed at our lost senses, there’s no strength in those waves, a still mind still knows how to listen when discomfort disrupts listening.
A species of bearers carrying weight on the incline, but still, we should tap our feet as we ascend the heights of life’s line.
With all hands on light, chasing heights across horizons of unknowns, with faith as our guide taunting all feet forward with its dancing motions, rising to see endless light, there’s only one way forward with time and only one way up with sight.
Sculpture "Transmission" by Daniel Popper
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With the good and the bad behind each moment, there is always nature, in many shades and tones, dancing with the waves as we go about capturing the moments.
Reminders that the present is peace.