A custom of fear divides our planetIn the later parts of today, I had this surge of unexpected sadness when trying to imagine myself in someone else's state. The guy getting off my train was blind, walked straight into a pole and kept treading clumsily down the street. I slowed down as I walked behind him since I was worried for him. But I soon realised he's perfectly capable of handling himself. One thing I did notice was he was completely fearless, crossing the street despite bad drivers in traffic nearly hitting him. And there I was slightly horrified at the idea of losing one of my senses.. I cannot toss up which is worse, to be deaf or blind. But how silly that logic is when I think, like most people, I'm possessed by fear and my dependency on my heightened experience through the senses.
To some extent, this man has a more pronounced inner peacefulness without the hassle that most people bring unto themselves when trying to impress, hide or visually enhance their image. And I think he had such confidence that no 20-20 visioned man could ever hope to experience.
My world has been turned upside down of late, and I'm progressively seeing things in much clearer light. The advantage is always awareness.
Speaking of sight, what do they see? Easter Island and other exotic mysteries have always been part of my focus.
