lunacat

. . . . so yeah its pretty amazing when youre sitting up front at full altitude, looking out a window to the west. Its like youre far enough forward so the engines are just kind of a dull drone. And I guess the timing is important too. I mean for me its like the end of the week, you know?, when Im headed home; physically exhausted, spiritually open and a little Tanqueray helps. You can look down and theres a solid sheet of cloud. But looking out to the horizon theres a full spectrum sunset ranging from purple to yellow to orange to red, and then, just for that moment when the sun falls over the edge, theres a line of green. Sometimes the air up there is so stable there is simply no perception of movement. And thats when it happens for me. I just kind of separate from my body and take that little step right outside the window. Theres no more aluminum tube, no seat mates, no crying babies. Just me and the universe floating in total peace. Every source of agitation lies somewhere seven miles below and I am completely without weight or substance. I think it must be very similar to that moment of death when the body is no longer a viable container and the only thing that matters is the variable shades of light and color. It is for me liberation in the truest sense.

And then its another Tanqueray and back to the races.