A machine. Advanced by design. Easy in use. No extra transferring elements than what lies beneath our pores and skin. No flesh resembling that of our personal, no life inside capable of be uncovered. But its heartbeat is felt, its voice heard.

Those that don’t perceive, by no means will. Those that do, by no means escape.

Man and machine. Machine and man.

A stationary fluidity, like a portray of a wave. The traces sculpted, meticulously perfected. An intrinsic magnificence that’s eternally distinctive. Mixing, popping, mesmerizing inside nature. A silhouette so distinguished, even in full darkness, its attract nonetheless totally current.

Individually, we’re made up of thousands and thousands of various transferring elements. Although when collectively, unified as one. A harmonious engagement that isn’t seen, however felt. A bond constructed upon an unstated understanding. Communication relayed by contact. Connection cemented by emotion.

Consumed by the immersion, secure inside the cocooned pillars, consolation is what we discover. Not consolation from the seats or safety, however the comfortability to be free, to be you, to know what’s forward, and know that it’s the place life ends, and you start. The place freedom is found. Not the liberty to journey freely, however the freedom of the previous and the long run drifting away as you might be enthralled by the current. Enthralled by the romance, the detachment from preconceived absolutes, and the emergence of an unprecedented tranquility.

A love with Mariana depth. It doesn’t pierce, however hooks. It doesn’t gash, however latches. It spreads, it grows, it intoxicates. Instills the lightness of a whisper, and transcends autonomy.

An inanimate anomaly. A vessel of efficiency.

Life given with the easy flip of a key. Repaid to us by the which means of a life lived. Launched by a symphony of sound, an orchestra of odor. Entranced inside, collectively we rise. Collectively we conquer. Collectively we uncover why it’s not the vacation spot that defines us, that excites us, however the journey.

J Dickens.