night.

October 13, 2013 § 4 Comments

“The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.”  – Haruki Murakami

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Flagstaff Night Sky

Flagstaff Night Sky

http://www.darksky.org/night-sky-conservation/88-international-dark-sky-communities

 

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“Night for many, especially in the tremendous expectancy of youth, can offer sudden, glamorous transformation.  Night is the time of masks, of leaving behind our daylight identities through spectacle, celebration and intoxication.  It is dressing up, going out, putting on the Ritz of rich scents  and glamours that provide us with entry to worlds beyond any professional environment.  The restaurant, the opera, the orchestra, the club, the clothes, the atmosphere. ….The glowing television screen masking and substituting for real life. Night is the time for taboo; the stretching of boundaries and edges…

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Sedona Evening Sky

Sedona Evening Sky

http://www.theroamingboomers.com/we-visit-sedonas-evening-sky-tours-baby-boomer-travel/

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“Night is the time of multiplicity, masks and ephemera. The lights of the city, the hard-to-get invitation, the best table in the restaurant, the best night clothes at the ball, all gone by morning, all wanted again the next night. ….Night lights are bright lights; the strip in Las Vegas, the Eiffel Tower, the luminarios of Santa Fe.  Night light is human light claimed back from the darkness of nature….

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Arizona Sky by John Wise

Arizona Sky by John Wise

http://www.johnwise.com/tag/sky/

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“We love our ability to step from the dark into light of our own human making.  Out from the wind, the cold, the loneliness.  Through the window of a crowded pub in County Clare, you can look from the outer blackness of a cold, Irish night to see the lit, laughing, talking faces all pressed together; the unconscious rhythm of their bodies moving to the fiddle, the flute and the voice of the singer above the hubbub.  To look in from the cold and the rain is to witness a totally different human identity than the one we inhabit standing outside, alone on a wet road….

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Night Mule Deer

Night Mule Deer

http://fireflyforest.net/firefly/2008/02/05/sunset-and-twilight/

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“Sometimes there is something else we need; we stand outside and turn home for the quiet, for some form of encounter other than the involuntary one of the smoke and the crowd.  Whatever the celebrations of the night, they must be lived again in the sober return of our aloneness; many times we are glad for that aloneness, but we really have no choice. It waits for us in the moments before sleep, unless w e allow the oblivion of alcohol or television to accompany us right to the pillow. At the end of it all we are returned to the visitation of sleep and disappearance…Night and sleep is the time of summation and integration, when we work unconsciously to thread together a bedrock identity independent of work or rational thought.” – David Whyte

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