I maintain my point of view that everything in nature is a slow explosion of beauty. Imagine an explosion in slow motion: the bomb slowly grows in size as the pressure inside it increases, and then it bursts. Slowly, the debris will be scattered in all directions around. Now, of course in real life this means that harm is done, but in nature no harm is done. Think of anything... take a tree for example. It would seem as if the leaves on the tree were the debris spreading further from the center (the trunk) of the tree, until they fall down. How about a cloud? Imagine a cloud slowly and constantly expanding from the center, until it rains in the end. You could do the same with anything... from flowers in a garden to galaxies in space. Everything is a slow explosion of beauty. With people, it's also the same. We're born, and we keep growing on the outside and the inside (spreading further from the center of the explosion) and, at one point, we fall. The explosion is over. Make the most of your explosion before it is over.
This is probably why I like Explosions in the Sky. They are a post-rock band, and their music is beautiful (to me). Their music begins slowly, peacefully, and culminates in an explosion. Sometimes the explosion is noticeable, other times it seems as if the whole instrumental was the moment of the explosion, spread out over a lifetime. You don't feel it because you are in it.
You are my favorite explosion.
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