365 Days of Jazz Hands - Day 301

FRIDAY, OCTOBER 18th, 2013

Yesterday I wrote that I can see the horizon line fast approaching.

Of course, we all know that statement to be total nonsense.  The earth and sky meet in that one spot, and it never, ever, under any circumstances, gets closer.  The horizon is unapproachable and any attempt to chase it is futile.  The inverse is also true and no matter how fast you run away, there it remains, the same distance behind you as it has always been.

The truth is that the appearance of the earth and sky's meeting place is an optical illusion.  There is no definitive ending...yet there is an equation to determine the particular distance at any given time.

Unless of course we're talking about the limits of mental perception, experience or interest.  Those types of horizons are very real and easily located.  As you might have imagined, this too has an equation.

In a strange way, the two contrasting meanings of the same word are interchangeable.  Both create two forms of limitation and by definition, both are expressions of something that is forever out of reach.

Sixty-four days of Jazz Hands remain and according to a very reliable source (me), 82% of something is 100% of the beginning of the end.

Since we are roughly 82% through this hand jazzing campaign (82.465753% to be precise), it is time to acknowledge our limitations, particularly that of time.  It's time to acknowledge that we can no longer chase that horizon line, or run from it.  Before long, these hands will have jazzed for the very last time.  

Today's Jazz Hands provided the equation for the distance to the horizon line in miles, assuming the observer to be six feet tall and without consideration for the effects of atmospheric refraction or obstruction, concluding that the distance has always been and will always be approximately three miles away (or 4.7 kilometers), proving once and for all, without doubt casting it's long shadow, that time is truly irrelevant and that sentences are, at times, just like the horizon line...no definitive ending.

Day three-hundred and one complete.