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We headed south from the soft sandy banks. The sun pushed through the tops of the trees and warmed our faces, the water was translucent and three foot long trout strolled upriver, or hung in the current, lazy and fat. Tahiti was a Paradise, but there were many ways to express my feelings for it. For instance I could stand fair green hills as tall as buildings and praise the grounds that I stood on, almost as if to thank the place for its existence. Or I could dive to unfathomable depths and immerse my self in a secret, serene and silent new world. The silence found beneath those magical and magnificent waves seemed to shout out to me that it had secrets to be uncovered by trepid adventurers like myself. But today i had chosen to embrace this paradise by hiking with the locals up a strange and enormous cliff only accessible by trekking trough tricky jungle and long beach terrain. But as we reached the cliffs face I was astounded by the geographical feat of nature that it was. It was as tough god himself had brought down his hand and cut a mountain into two clean slices but then decided to remove one if only just for the sake of making it a completely unique phenomenon. I approached the edge wary of the fall that could be fatal and asked in ernest " is this dangerous" the response that one of the locals gave me was simply " oui" as he dived of headfirst into the clean, clear, cold blue water. He fell for almost a dozen second and rose again from the water only after at least a dozen more. Finally after recovering from no small amount of terror and shock. I stepped back and recalled some wise words by the late hunter s Thompson. " the edge is a strange thing because the only ones who know what it is are the ones who have gone straight over it". After turning that taught over in my head I opened my eyes, ran and dived fearlessly into the edge. The wind seemed to howl in my ear, almost as if it had decided to cheer my foolishness. The water greeted me in the same way that the earth must greet every bolt of lightning that has the tenacity to strike the ground, and then all of a sudden for some simple yet simply perfect moments, I was free. Free from worry, from the anxieties presented by the future and the despair which existed in the past. For those moments it was almost as if all time ceased to bother me and all of a sudden it was as tough i would live for ever as a part of that paradise, as part of the bright, bold, blue sea.