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St Simons Island, Georgia USA East Beach, 12/4/2011 "Your focus determines your reality." —Qui-Gon Jinn Witnessing an amazing low-tide phenomenon, as if a walkway to a parallel world has suddenly appeared, extending one-half mile from East Beach out to sea People are slowly gathering, walking, stopping, stooping, staring in silence, speaking softly— I'm as eager as Simon Peter to join them, yet somewhat afraid of walking where there has been only seawater minutes before— Chattering dolphins beckoning in the distance instill confidence So I join them, stepping from the beach onto the other-worldly terrain, first 42 steps confirming we are not alone! Surrounded by a menagerie of sand ***** clams, beach flea amphipods, sea roach isopods, ghost, hermit, and fiddler ***** even cannonball jellyfish— shades of the Mos Eisley Cantina on Tatooine in miniature But beware of semidiurnal tidal cycles— Twice a day at high tide the sea, like an unstable vortex of a Chappa'ai, consumes the phenomenon, even the beach itself to the edge of the dune "The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience." —Frank Herbert "So long and thanks for all the fish!" —Farewell message from exiting dolphins, translated by Douglas Adams Mark Toney ©️ 2023
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May 21, 2023
May 21, 2023 at 11:31 PM UTC
Sand Bar
Your words, they wash all over me and then crash on my shore. Sometimes I wonder what all this fighting is for? You breathe in deeply, over and over again, knowing that's how you gain control, while I try to recover from the tsunami, that you've caused in my soul. I must have known, the full moon predicted, that your temper would be high. He also said I should leave, so this is my final goodbye. -ZvZ-
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Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
Waves
You are the crispness of a fresh piece of paper. You are the smile of a dreamer. You are the first brilliant white snow of winter. You are the defining full moon of the new year. You are the brave early blooming blossom of the first hint of spring. You are high tide after a long day of footprints. For the love of change, please stick around.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
For the love of change