Here we are and here we stay.
But what is this vision of the here?
Our comings and goings are mere episodes in a life we feign to understand.
Our explanations are theories built on a foundation built for us.
We are ever other than everything we identify as the cause of our being.
We cannot look upon ourselves without creating a separation between seer and the seen.
We are ghosts amidst a world that knows nothing of our existence.
And we have lost the feel for that difference
– of the knowledge that remains more than any fact we can make of it
– of a place in being beyond any idea we can lend to ourselves.