October 8, 2004
Why is lightning so exhilarating? Is it the inherent violence that, so removed (up high in the sky) has so little chance of hitting you? Is it voyeurism? The feeling of partipicating in something dangerous without actually putting yourself at risk? Or is it the magic of an unbidden, unorchestrated laser show? The childlike (never childish) sense of wonder at this dazzling phenomenon that refuses to be explained (for whosoever describes the scientific processes behind lightning to me will never succeed in explaining away the magic of it all)?
Why does the sky seem so big in New Mexico? And why, unlike the ocean, does a big sky not make me feel small but rather the contrary--part of something huge, all-encompassing, and vital?
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