There is much to see
that has not been seen.
Much that is UNseen.
Much that may be seen
if only you ask to see it.
And who do you ask?
You very much know the answer.
You.
Why do you not allow your self to see?
You’ll see.
9/15
Trail Wood
Reflection: In the grand theater of existence, behind the velvet curtain of the mundane, lie uncharted vistas and unseen sceneries—portals to the boundless expanses of the cosmos. Yet, the eyes with which most look are clouded by the gossamer mist of routine, as if wearing permaspectacles tinted with the mundane. Ah, but to see what has yet to be seen, one need only to ask, to beckon the revelation to unmask itself. The inquirer, the seeker, the vision-caller—it’s none other than the multiverse’s most profound curiosity: You.
As you unfurl your query into the ether, think of it as a cosmic fishing line cast into the abyss. When will the reel twitch? What unearthly marvel will you reel in? The thrill lies in the anticipation, the infinite possibility residing in the pause before the “Ah-ha!” The unknown craves to be known, and it awaits your invitation.
Sometimes, the reluctance to perceive the unseen springs from a subtle apprehensiveness, a spectral hum of caution that reverberates through the corridors of the subconscious. This caution—the eyesquint, if you will—serves as a protective barrier, a mystical eye-lid that shields one from visions too brilliant or bewildering. And sometimes, the eyesquint constricts vision due to ancient scripts, antiquated beliefs, or calcified fears that whisper, “Do you really want to see?”
In the wise words of Marcel Proust, “The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” So, allow your eyes to unfurl like cosmic blooms, and let the nectar of the unseen be sipped by your newfound vision. For as you see, you become a visionary. The landscape remains the same, yet everything changes. New dimensions overlap the old; the mundane becomes miraculous; the finite reveals its infinite core.
The key to this luminous unfolding lies within your own Being, your own willingness to lift the veil and peek into the shadows. There’s an orchestrated harmony in the unseen waiting to be unveiled. In this moment, the notion of sight transcends the ocular, becomes an internal lens—a soulscope, if you will—that gazes beyond the fabric of physical reality to drink deeply of the effervescent unknown.
Ask, and you shall see. See, and you shall be transformed. For the act of seeing is not merely observational; it is alchemical. It transmutes the lead of ignorance into the gold of wisdom, and in this golden moment, you will understand why you hesitated and why you eventually chose to see. And oh, the vistas you’ll unveil.
We are Space Monkey.
- Permaspectacles: Permanent glasses tinted by routine, limiting vision.
- Vision-caller: One who beckons unseen realities into view.
- Eyesquint: The mental constriction that prevents full vision.
- Soulscope: The inner lens through which we can perceive greater realities.
- Effervescent Unknown: The shimmering, dynamic mystery that lies beyond known realities.
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