
A miracle of varied origin – biology and human invention. And shortly after the flight’s start there is this moment of suspension, when a plane seemingly stops in the air, still not being entirely parallel to the ground, and people hold your breath thinking, that is the end, now straight down, but I in my hear see the whole sequence in a rewind mode, the plane going backwards exactly the same route it took, it is the moment of reconsideration if you really want to abandon, temporarily or forever, the land you are departing from. Well, but not much to do at that point, just pray for a plane catastrophe, of course only a small one, lets revoke our minimalist inclinations, just a mild turbulence, falling down nicely,
with the crew still smiling, perhaps 2 or 3 passengers injured, after all it is an accident. If your prayer is to weak, or if there is no one to answer (lets not enter THIS discussion now) you can still marvel at the view. I saw a spilled mercury, solid and silver curiously partially reflecting the sun rays and partially absorbing them... the widest highway in the world!, ah that’s the S-shaped ThameS. And the countryside, or suburbian, sets, lines of houses, like cookies (maybe I was just hungry) “babciowe ciasteczka z maszynki” topped with a cloudy whipped creamulonibus, pronounced with a wild Polish accent, Krim-on-the-Top, encountered only in Starbuck’s.
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