2-17-25

One way I have been able to get outside of myself is by thinking about air. How we exist in it, move through it, and hold it inside of us. This is also a component of human fascination with water, because air is the default, water lets us explore another form of existence. Much less the fact that we need it to exist. The fact that I have experienced these two different mediums (?) to move in make me desire to experience a third. The only other one that comes to mind is zero gravity. I think anything close to a solid would be too oppressive to move through.

That’s because the experience I’m most focused on here is essentially the sense of touch through movement. Motion. It is not solely external touch. Not wetness or temperature but say for instance, how it feels to swing one's arm. 

The thought that truly starts to remove me from myself is that all of the space around me is actually being taken up. Because air is the default, we take it for granted. It is not considered, it simply *is*. While we move we are pushing through something. We are ingesting and cycling it through us. We are not a vacuum. This is another one of the reasons I find yoga fascinating, its acknowledgment and focus on breath.

There’d be moments previously where I’d be so arrested by considering the air. I can remember specifically getting barbecue with my family and being so in my own head imagining if the air was all replaced with some green, gelatinous, goo. the only thing I didn’t consider was breathing it.

Because for some reason the air we breathe seems so personal, whereas, let’s say, public air, seems so distant. But a simple remembrance of how gasses operate proves this to be false. Its unseen nature makes it so elusive. Hence why smoke is so mesmerizing to watch. It gives us insight into the world around us. Is there any animal that sees air? Do sea creatures see water? Or just bubbles. What does above water look like for creatures who live underwater?

Methinks the journal entry ends here.