On the Beach

On the Beach

As I stand here on the beach,

a flock of seagulls just out of reach,

the scene appears to be in black and white,

because of the extreme brightness of the light.

I love to walk along this way,

around the edges of the bay.

I feel the breeze, I feel at ease.

I smell the seaweed and the salty air.

My restless mind is calmed and left without a care.

What's here is more than words can explain.

Something priceless on which no-one has a claim.

Yet something in which everyone can share.

We're all its guardians. We all should care.

No real humans in this video. Text just feed into a machine to generate video and sound. It's getting harder to tell what is real and what is not.

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