Everything was insanely alive, now you see it, now you don't. I thought, it's the light, it's the water, it's changing every second, it's always doing this whether I'm here to witness it or not.

Mary Ellen Hannibal
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The beauty of water and light is never lost. Water is constantly moving, constantly changing, never stagnant. Light is also always moving, always changing. Water and light are always creating something new.

When you experience that, you understand what it means to be alive. You understand that your life is nothing but a snapshot—a moment frozen in time—but that everything around you is constantly growing and changing, always doing something new.

Source: Citizen Scientist: Searching For Heroes And Hope In An Age Of Extinction

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