Big Island Shoreline, Kealakomo Overlook  [Flickr page]
Our generations rise and break like foam on shores.
—Annie Dillard, For the Time Being
Rocky Lummi Island Beach  [Flickr page]
Listen! you hear the grating roar
  Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
  At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
  With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
  The eternal note of sadness in.
—Matthew Arnold, Dover Beach
Foreground Stalks  [Flickr page]
There was a quiet, humble fluttering—small birds on distant limbs. There was the pale heat of the sun against his cheek, the smell of orchard grass. Ben became aware of his breathing, and of the steady rhythm of his heart. He became aware that he wanted to live, to have and hold such things as a cherry orchard in midautumn in river country. It was this world he wanted and no other. There was no sweeter world he knew of.
—David Guterson, East of the Mountains
Sunset Clouds over Maui, from Molokai  [Flickr page]
The world came into being through a mistake. The creator wanted to make it incorruptible and immortal, but he failed and did not get what he hoped for.
The Gospel of Philip (c. 250-300 A.D.), tr. by Marvin Meyer
Red Buoy off Molokai  [Flickr page]
It can be shown that Neptune’s bitter brine
Comes from a mixture of atoms, rough with smooth.
—Lucretius, On the Nature of Things, tr. by Ronald Melville
Mukilteo Shoreline, Looking South  [Flickr page]
[T]he self who has experiences … is just a fleeting impression that arises along with each experience and fades away again. The illusion of continuity occurs because each temporary self comes along with memories that give an impression of continuity.
—Susan Blackmore, Consciousness: A Very Short Introduction
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