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MOTION By ... Steve Lucky Constant motion is all around No matter where one bothers to look. From the slow growth of plants To the rapid beating of an insects wings, Differences can be measured and observed. Microscopic creatures move beside each other As if their scale of motion Was the only one in existance. Earth itself spins on its axis During its trip around the sun. People are found somewhere in between, Ready to do whatever they think needs doing. Often they do not realize how their various activities Have an effect on one another. Motion can be random or controlled Becoming part of a plan Far too large to be seen by individuals. Speed and direction should be decided carefully, if possible. The part of overall motion within one's control Is the part many people consider most important. Copyright 2003, Steve Lucky
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