Thursday, October 8, 2020

Jem and I, as a skilled pilot.

 


So the moon was in Gemini for a little while, and me, flying solo.  In a sense, it felt like my partner was the world itself, and where I could feel "the Primacy of Self", I also a benign interconnection with things outside.

And turbulence is inevitable, but the key is to approach it the way a skilled pilot approaches it: adjust your flaps, and the turbulence will increase your lift, taking you higher than before.



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