one does not forget the first moment they felt themselves evaporate into the deep scope of natural time. in this vaporous state of irrevocable essence, the self dissolves into the systematic flow of the earth unfolding. here, in the vast and regenerative scale of the planet, human systems of structure falter, revealing their obsolescence in the eye of the mind.
human time is a blink, natural time is a mirror
to recognize the fragile state of existence is to step beyond the boundaries of the known, into a space where time is measured not by progress, but by cycles of erosion rest, growth and return. to be afraid of trees lingers in this threshold, where the dissolution of the self and humanity meets the immensity of the living world of Yakutat, AK.