The three great mysteries: air to a bird, water to a fish, mankind to itself.

Mysteries

The three great mysteries: air to a bird, water to a fish, mankind to itself.

But how do you look beyond yourself when you’re so… you? How does the fish recognize water when it’s all it’s ever known? How does it even learn to question the great invisible breath of life?

I have no answers, but maybe like the bird diving from the tree’s edge for the first time, we have to return to something similar to our youths to find ourselves. To find the answers to the mystery that is us maybe we have to go back and visit a time when we never were so sure, a time when we were not so certain in ourselves. A rebirth of sorts.

All power comes from the invisible (to you) reality. The hard to see, the hard to pinpoint, the hard to communicate to others, reality.

My whole work, my life’s work is to dig out what is invisible with the eyes, what is difficult to sense with your other sensory organs.

I have trained myself to become as close to laser sharp as possible. I read books for that purpose, for the vocabulary. For the context. For how others think, feel, choose. Continue reading “The three great mysteries: air to a bird, water to a fish, mankind to itself.”