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In this modern age, very little remains that is real. Night has been
banished, so have the cold, the wind and the stars. They have all been
neutralized: the rhythm of life itself is obscured. Everything goes so
fast and makes so much noise, and men hurry by without heeding the grass
by the roadside, its colour, its smell and the way it shimmers when the
wind caresses it. What a strange encounter then is that between man and
the high places of his planet! Up there he is surrounded by the silence
of forgetfulness. If there is a slope of snow steep as a glass window,
he climbs it, leaving behind him a strange trail. If there is a rock
perfect as an obelisk, he defies gravity and proves that he can get up
anywhere."
From Starlight and Storms
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Photo by Glen Denny |