The space where infinitely free air meets seemingly solid, contained earth: the horizon line. The fine line where possibility meets reality, where spirit meets body, where paint meets canvas. Somewhere within that line is a melding space with an energy like no other. The juxtaposition of elements creating a vibration, a friction, adversity. The alchemy of fortitude… An integral strength and vitality, a golden thread connecting all living things. I can feel it coursing through my spine. This is my security, my well of endurance, my fortitude.
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