“The tornado for me represents a perfect blend of mythology and science. It is easy to imagine it alive and unpredictable, to view it as a god or agent thereof. One sees this mile high banshee choosing certain targets and skipping others like a jittery reaper with sound and mannerisms so evocative of a living entity that the mind wanders to create or discover a sense of purpose for its existence.”
“Witnessing its birth, entire life, death, and interim behavior leaves me feeling privy to the life of an animal greater than us—the footfall of a giant. And after all the wonder and speculation, it is in the end, like myself, just a mass of animated dust.” – John Brosio.