You are freely floating, your feet touching nothing but the air around you. The wind is blowing violently, rupturing the fabric of the clouds, ripping at them and scattering them with its murderous will. Through the haze, you see towering titans of rock, topped by thick ice, sleeping indifferently to the havoc. While the wind tears at your ears, the monastery’s bells augur something unknown. And while the air becomes thicker around you, you notice that it is not wind you are hearing, but the sound of something circling you, like the pack of carnivores circles its prey.

Mountains, A Monastery, Aliens

The ocean’s sheer depth and size, and the long stretches of vast emptiness are close to the perception of the infinity of the cosmos. The difference to outer space is, that we are certain of life in the endless depths of the ocean. Life, that withstands the impossible conditions with its sheer obscurity. Life, that defies the darkness, the loneliness, and the nothingness. This is a life, that simply exists for the sake of existing. A world of soothing apathy and indifferent indeterminacy. A world that reflects the authority of the cosmos on Earth. Down there, the plain state of being is enough to justify presence on the face of this planet.

Nils Benedikt Meier

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