How can something be serene and scary at the same time? It is not the beauty of this time at that place that attracts me, rather the feeling of being in front of something that is truly more powerful than me. A place where I am a nothing but a microscopic part of a larger system. I wonder why these thoughts become prominent in places like such and not where I am as I am the same person travelling to those places? I am lazy to type the my side of thinking for now.
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