one misses the clarity of that clear, thin air.
i'm going back. when remains the question, but it's going to be soon. bummer that in the grand scheme of things, "soon" is relative.
Thinking about that mountaintop, and how clear it was remains in stark contrast with the valley. The valley has been stuffy lately, and maybe at some point I'll write about it, if studies and life would let me breathe. Funny how I think of this as the valley, when I go to school on a mountain... maybe I've just got to go the bluff and breathe. From the Silver Chair, by C.S. Lewis:
"Stand still. In a moment I will blow. But first, remember remember remember the signs. Say them to yourself when you wake in the morning and when you lie down at night and when you wake in the middle of the night. And whatever strange things may happen to you, let nothing turn your mind from following the signs. And secondly, I give you a warning. Here on the mountain I have spoken to you clearly: I will not often do so down in Narnia. Here on the mountain the air is clear and your mind is clear; as you drop down into Narnia the air will thicken. Take great care that it does not confuse your mind. And the signs which you have learned here will not look at all as you expect them to look, when you meet them there. That is why it is so important to know them by heart and to pay no attention to appearances. Remember the signs and believe the signs. Nothing else matters. And now, daughter of Eve, farewell--"
The voice had been growing softer toward the end of this speech and now it faded away all together. Jill looked behind her. To her astonishment she saw the cliff already more than a hundred yards behind her, and the Lion himself a speck of bright gold on the edge of it. She had been setting her teeth and clenching her fists for a terrible blast of lion's breath; but the breath had really been so gentle that she had not even noticed the moment at which she left the earth. And now, there was nothing but air for thousands upon thousands of feet below her."
