The laws of attraction

As if I could crack the code. To see behind the stage which produces wonder and awe. To see the mechanics, the tows and pullies, the waterpipes, the gears, the lights, the fire and fans.

What makes the bush burn? What lures me in and asks for my attention? What is it? Whose orchestra is playing? Who is the conductor? Who did train him? How does he protect his authority?

And why are we all watching? Focused gazing into this mirracle mirror displaying an image of ourselves. We are strikingly captured and towed by this representation of life itself.

Completely absorbed, some moments last and the long ones – oh lucky if you experience the long ones. If you get to observe it, if youre allowed to swim with the current, because you realize you don’t need to breath, that by opening and letting water in, turning in, by diving down, you get rushed along and you fly over landscapes of trickeling pebbles whispering to you. And the longer you are allowed in this long river of attraction, the more you realize how fleeting it is.