the early morning light may only make suggestions as to what I might see; it cannot determine it.
Is that what I wish to experience over to my right side and ahead of me, or is there nothing really there?
When there is plenty of light, in the middle of the day, am I then seeing what is real, or do my preferences lead me then, too?
I imagine that by being nearly blind temporarily, I am able to be more faithful to my subconscious, and perhaps discern my environment in a richer, more creative way.
No comments:
Post a Comment