Desert perspective

There’s an acsetic quality of deserts which invites dismissal of fleshy thought and social concern. The mind empties into the wastes. Issues scatter like sand in the wind and worry rolls away like a tumbleweed. What’s left is as stark and dry as the landscape. A bare and essential perspective, silent and dear. No emotion. No thought. Barely a pulse.

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