Oh, we sailors of Earthships. Sailing Terra seas of gold and green and brown.
Aimlessly adrift and longing for ports unknown. Captains of destiny, believing we are bound to wheels not of our own making. Look in this fine silver mirror and see the albatross looking back.
But wait, what's that sound? We must plug our ears and look away lest we be beckoned into the fathoms of tide and time.
And yet, could the Sirens really be our own voices? Singing songs only seductive to those who remember. Recall being free, floating and drifting with the currents, swimming as we choose, diving when we will, making our own wake on our own terms.
Sailors of Earthships, unlashed from the wheel. Captains of our own destiny. Look in this fine silver mirror and see, not the false albatross mask, but your true reflection.
We sailors of Earthships
Juli
9.11.11
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