Yesterday, I visited Great Falls on the Potomac River between Virginia and Maryland with my classmates Aviva, Emma, and Marcello, and Aviva's coworker Margaret, from Towson University. I don't know how long it took to drive there-- it felt far but the drive didn't feel too long. I was distracted by conversation and the fun of being so far away from MICA's campus during what was technically class and by carsickness.
I don't know how long we played on the rocks and boulders on the banks of the river, and after a while I deliberately avoided looking for the time. It was incredible to be so near such an enormous force of nature, and it was simple to observe how powerful and old the river is by feeling the texture of some of the boulders-- smooth to be almost glassy from centuries of tons of moving water. From our perspective sitting on boulders high above the river, each instant of time, each strand of the river is identical to the next, but really the river is made of billions of billions of different and individual water molecules. The continuous and unstoppable movement of the course of the water evaporating, condensing, precipitating and then going through a river's course within the course to evaporating again creates a deceptive stillness. Or maybe it isn't deceptive at all; this action and stillness exists at the same time.
How much is active in a moment?
EVERYTHING AND NOTHING? NEITHER EITHER/OR NOR ALL?
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