illusion

 

What do I like here. History, timelessness, place of the heart. The quiet. Anonymity. That it's peaceful. The Time of life. That it's a beautiful day. No responsibilities. People who work in nature. Shrimp boats gliding by. Checking crab traps as the sun comes up. Mullet jumping. Cars, traffic moving silently along the causeway in the distance, and across the bridge. Far off to the east and northeast, enormous, high white clouds flashing and rumbling as they move, too far away to either threaten or promise. Distance, the distance itself, the isolation, always the isolation.

An unreal sense of security, of being in another world, as if I'm a shadow hovering and nobody can see me. Oh yes, eternity, something about that versus Time. 

And blessed be his kingdom, now and forever.