Category: postcards
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Postcard from Maui
The horizon dissipated into fog, the way an Etch-a-Sketch loses its marks with just a simple shake: the island was there, then gone. Then the ocean was gone. Then the trees fuzzed in and out of clarity like uncertain ghosts. And then rain: thick braids of it rolling in the street. When it stopped, we’d…
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Postcard from Maui
The ocean in my mouth is a salty, salty pretzel. I fell into the wave and you laughed, then fell under yourself. The ocean’s essentially an equalizer that way. On a nearby island, rain fell in a billow of sheer curtain. A three-legged dog chased a stick on the beach while we swam, then skipped…
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Postcard from the Beach 7
The universe operates on a misapprehension known as the Equivalency Paradox. All systems in our universe tend toward balance, yet balance can never be achieved. Something must be always out of whack. Like how Galileo noted that a pendulum’s swing lasted a consistent amount of time no matter how wide its arc. Then the clock…
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Postcard from the Beach 6
Reflections are imperfect representations of the real. To see yourself backwards offers little in the way of self-awareness. In cinema, someone who casts a reflection is of two minds or has a hidden agenda. You’ll never know who you really are until you see yourself in someone else’s eye. Even this can’t reveal what you…
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Postcard from the Beach 5
Symmetry is a closed system, unlike the wave or time. What begins also ends, clearly and firmly, as it began. All creatures of this earth possess one of two kinds of symmetry. Radially symmetrical beings can be sliced across their length at an infinite number of points while maintaining a perfectly equal division. Humans are…
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Postcard from the Beach 4
A wave is a repetition you can measure infinitely long in either direction. But time is measured backwards, only by what has passed. We anticipate that time is a repetitive system like the wave, that each minute ahead of us will be equal in length to the minutes we’ve lived, but there is only probability…
Charles Jensen | Writer 