Story for Night Ride - To create, illuminate beyond dimensions, beyond boundaries.

What is it about the night that while associated with danger, fear and evil is actually calmer than the day? All day long I hear traffic honking and out there at night a gentle flash of the headlights to warn me. During the day ambulances call out over the speaker "Move aside!" and at night just a gentle flash of the lights. Trucks so aggressive during the day and at night gentle giants bringing a moment of comfort to the cold and lonely night. I used to only be able to see the road but now I can see everything. I see all the details. Details that my camera won't capture. What used to be a silhouette of an animal is now a clear picture of a gazelle or of a jackal. Of a an unknown mountain, now of Mt. Giora, Mt. Ya'Aleh. And I think to myself my nights have become like day. Different shades of grey, different depths of cracks in the road. Were I to come back during the day I would recognize it all. Police jeep slows down to study me momentarily and then moves a long. I have earned my place in the wild night. I seek heaven on earth and I know where to find it. It's 94% full moon and the jackals are throwing a party while the wild dogs and family dogs in the yards of distant homes join in unison calling out to the night. That primal unity, a reminder that all beings breathe the same air. That all beings look up in the night. That all beings feel something greater than themselves at night. "To create, illuminate beyond dimensions, beyond boundaries." "The sun will not smite you by day, Nor the moon by night." Psalm 121:6