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The translucent strings of this world

 get it. Now I understand how an eclipse chaser is born. Because I might now be one of them. It was a mere two minutes and twenty-two seconds of withdrawn sunlight, how hard can it be to describe? Impossible! That’s how hard. It’s one of those things, no, it is the thing, that you simply have to be there to experience; otherwise it’s impossible to capture. The lead up alone, experiencing the world so explicitly as it functions in its four dimensions, as the sun is becoming partially eclipsed, is already breathtaking. I was seeing and experiencing the cosmos in motion. When I slid the protective black glasses on for the first time and saw the pitch black sky with the diminishing golden sun, in […]
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Tehilla Goldberg

IJN columnist | View from Central Park


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