by the sea

today we ventured to the sea.

it was glorious. just glorious. the sun shone and danced off the waves.

id like to live in a small house next to the sea. i am enamored of the sea. its so enchanting. so many unspoken secrets in its depths. thats how i feel about it. and it makes me think of how many people have stood there and looked out at the sea. since the beginning of time. since pangea (which i love by the way).

so many people have feared the sea. i wonder if we fear the sea anymore. or if we think of it as something to be conquered. something we have conquered. plundered its depths. can choose flight over boat. we dont think the sea can take us anymore.

i still think the sea is a mystery. i still fear the sea.

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There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail:
There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners,
Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me--
That ever with a frolic welcome took
The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed
Free hearts, free foreheads -- you and I are old;
Old age hath yet his honour and his toil;
Death closes all: but something ere the end,
Some work of noble note, may yet be done,
Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew

Tho' much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

[Tennyson's Ulysses]