Lightning
Lightning To be candid, I am not certain about the whole thing. It could be that the contrast of the darkness of the night mattered when the lightning flashed. Perhaps it was simply the shock of the event that is most disturbing. The suddenness, and while not completely unexpected nature of the event, but perhaps the astonishing power of the thing to disrupt is what this is about. Lightning, when it is sharp and close, has this crazy tingling hair and buzzing sound about it that is rudimentary. At its core, a visceral raw nature, a thing that transcends our otherwise normal perception of human power. It leaves us impotent and humbled and in awe. Lightning is funny stuff. Brightening up the clouds in a summer storm when you see the thing from afar on the horizon. Beautiful in the way that it is flashing through the sky, from place to place. When the storm is closer, an...