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it’s not red, but this is the red sea on the shore of jeddah, saudi arabia. photography by ssj
is the wave
that creates the wave
that creates the wave
that creates the wave
that reaches my feet
the same wave
that reaches my feet? -
There is less pressure in the unknown, in the undefined, in the free-flowing. Until they become known, until their forms get defined, and until their substances are made to flow in meaningful directions and momenta. (more…)
- when the lustered sea embraces the sand, is it to claim or cede its flotsam? when my mind sails with the rolling wind, is it to cast or catch a sparkle?
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