 Waves ISomething about the waves is highly relatable to us. When we are happy, they reflect hope and the promises of the future; when we are sad, they echo an even deeper sadness and relentless melancholy. They speak to us about longing, hopelessness, and the pettiness of our joy and pain in the face of the Universe.
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City Beach, Western Australia 2013 |  Waves IIWaves of consciousness rolling in and out, carrying with them passion and sadness, serenity and fear. Crashing loudly, spreading quietly, like the pulse and pause of a heart that beats. Rising and falling, coming and going. Watch the waves and you will see - the infinite cavalcade of life.
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City Beach, Western Australia 2013 |  Waves IIIFurious waves hitting the shore with such energy, quickly spreading over it, one after another. Sensing the human scale once more, I shivered at the realisation of how little and vulnerable we are in the face of nature, yet I felt a strange surge of calmness at the thought of how little our pain and suffering is in the grander scheme of things.
I heard the ancient waves whisper, "Let me wash over you." And I replied, "Please. Please wash over me, reduce me into molecules,and take me with you." |
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