Enjoying the beauty of the simplest things is one of the biggest joys I've found in this life. The light squirming through the treetops, on the road from the tube station to my house. It's a second of peace, of feeling complete. No matter what else is going on around you, that moment can expand itself and settle you in a state of conscious unawareness, where nothing can touch you, where you are far from everything, but closer than ever to yourself.
when a long stranded cloud sits just above the horizon
leaving a strip of clear blue beneath it
it becomes a panorama
and you turn your head three hundred and sixty degrees
and the same line follows you around
if the land is sufficiently flat;
really nothing can be compared to it.
-Paul Smith's Acrobat (Maxïmo Park)
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