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Essence of Tranquility
The bright mass of hydrogen and helium, a so distant foreign world that we call the sun, peaks up like a rebirth of life out from behind the vast skyline. An infinite span of carved mountains made by what seems like the god of snow. Hills carved to look like razor blades towering above the life below. But the winter season covers these razorblades with a soft white covering like a blanket sized for the gods. This is not just any white substance. Its air frozen, two hydrogen molecules attached to oxygen. Now, this was just a frozen time slice of the world, the golden perspective. It was just I, simply standing in the most isolated place in the world with the freedom of gravity at my grasp. The sun was now one sun width above the horizon, awakening the mountains with its warm glow, telling them to wake up. It was the perfect time to enter the essence of this life. To fly down the softest combined solid of snow. You can tell that the way it responds with skis on your feet is just a release of mind numbing euphoria that is the most tranquil feeling that is the essence. The greatness comes as a wave of on such a vast scale that you know you are having the time of your life. Then you use gravity and let yourself go off the peak of the hill, letting go of everything buy yourself, the mountain and your mind. The essence of tranquility.