ambulances

Seeing and hearing ambulances speeding down the roads with their sirens screaming and lights flashing always makes me feel ... i don't know. A quickening of the heart, i guess? Not worry or anxiety on behalf of the person on the way to hospital and his/her family, because that would be overstating it -- but certainly, a sense of life being fragile and the whole apparently safe and secure superstructure being really something that is vulnerable to being torn apart any time, and a momentary being pulled away from that familiar sense of one's consciousness being the centre of one's perception and thus of one's perceived universe, towards an awareness of other similarly self-centred (and i used that word in the descriptive sense, not as a moral judgement) consciousnesses all sharing this same planetary space, and a sense of the world as always somehow careening towards the edge of some huge and unwanted disaster.

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