Collision

The energy that exists, between two objects, the moment before contact, is magical.  I believe the universe is calling me to explore that right now.  It lasts a split second, a millionth, the force that erupts prior to collision.  Within that space, there is so much happening.

Everything surrounding that force is about to change forever. Nothing will be the same again.  All that exists around that moment adjusts itself to the new existence, the new truth, the new way of living. Tension.   Desire. Proximity. Touch, reverberation. Connection. Wave.  Satisfaction.  Pulse.

When there is a collision, because I don’t know what else to call it right now, the kinetic force pushes a new way of being, a spell of adjustment on all its beings.  The environment is never the same.  There is a spark, an asterix left behind, to tell a story, to haunt the territory with forever. A story is planted, a shift has taken place.

I am part of the spell.  I have been entranced by this energy.

Trying to process and make sense of the accident; filter it thru my soul. The ball transfers its kinetic energy into the sand and the sand goes flying. The ball stopping is gravity.  The earth is stronger than the ball, so the earth stops the ball.  Gravity attracts the object to which has more mass.