A Pilot's passion challenged by fear of heights


Fear is unrestrainedly rigid

Before experiencing love

Fear touches the conscious,

Releases Tabasco into the blood stream. And.

The heart desperately pumps searching for fresh blood. So.

The entire body sears.


Love is fiercely ascendant.

Comforts the heart of its illusion. So.

The heart begins to experience tranquility. And.

The conscious begins to enjoy. And.

That is love.


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