Beauty, Unrestricted.

I love fire. So beautiful, so uncontrollable. So destructive. Today, I witnessed first hand its destructiveness. I watched the factories near my house burn down. A little before 11 this morning I looked out my kitchen window and noticed a dark black cloud coming from a few blocks down and watched as it rose up, up, up and faded to grey, then to nothing. I watched for a couple minutes before heading out there. Called Keith and successfully woke him up. That in itself is was a miracle. He met me at the site, but was still in his pyjamas. Took a few seconds before the fire trucks came, followed by some cruisers and ambulances. Watched the whole thing from across the street, until they told us we had to move down the block a bit, safety reasons. By the end of the day, there would be more

I think the most important part is, before I left the house, I got on my knees. And out of desperation/compassion (is there really a difference?), I prayed. Prayed to God/Jesus Christ/whoever the hell runs this place. There has only been less than a handful of times that I have prayed so feverishly. SO incessantly. Including this prayer, I believe I'm up to my fourth prayer.

As I write this, I am watching as the black clouds fade, slowly but surely from a morbid black to a more forgiving shade of gray. Although there are many fire trucks/cruisers/ambulances on the scene, there is the ongoing background noise of sirens. Making the mood somber, reminding me of my surroundings. And not the smoke is a light shade of grey, almost white. The firemen have won this battle. And I must not forget to thank God/Jesus Christ/whichever entity that had the goodness in their souls to answer my prayer. Amen.

more after the jump.
http://www.whatimseeing.com/2009/08/30/fire-at-wallace-jennings-in-the-bayview-district/