Have you ever gazed into the rippling lens of the sea and wondered, truly wondered, about the philosophical implications of salt?¹ A retreat to hear these echoes may result in merely summoning seagulls and unforeseen existentialism.
The sedimentary belief about coral is that it may someday become a luxury condominium. Imagine, in the midst of your meditation, the sound of construction elevators mixed with ocean swells.²
Conduct a symphony in the sea, they said. It will be divine, they said. Conductor lost at sea, and the only audience—a chorus of indifferent fish.³
¹ "Sands of Thought," pp. 12-14, The University of At Sea Press, 1883.
The remarkable ladle of the sea used to season thoughts profoundly.
² "Living Coral: A Misnomer of the Nautical Lodge," Footnote 5, Annual Review of Besides the Point, 1927.
Unheeded visions of structural accommodations in marine shrubbery.
³ "Conductors and Autopias," Chapter 11, Philosophia in Currents, 1979.
A treatise on the harmonious clash between movement and stillness.