I visually see with my eyes.
I view the world around me and decipher
the meaning of what I see.
I can view what others see
I will never see
my own eyes
This is a fine puzzle. In a flash of insight I understood it … but then I’d lose it.
I took my bike out for the first time this season after cleaning and oiling the chain. I was being cautious checking out how the gears had handled storage and neglect, but I was glad to be away from my computer, as I wound my way through a wooded path along the river.
Thoughts of the puzzle returned as I rode along. I couldn’t disregard it. My sixth sense was holding on for further observation. How did it fit in? Did it fit in? Was it just nonsense?
I’ve been learning to float along with this sixth sense, in an ongoing dialogue that inserts itself now and again, apart from my own referenced musings.
I know a dialogue is technically considered a conversation but I still regard these out of my usual context insights as a dialogue because they prompt a reciprocal response on my part.
So… as I’m riding along the trail, I become aware that….I do think I am seeing my own eyes seeing. It is happening right now! I am clearly experiencing seeing my own eyes seeing.
It is a normal sensation. Very normal, and I check all the mental parameters. But since it has been posed as a puzzle I am challenged to see where this leads.
Then I understood.
By experiencing seeing myself seeing, even from the inside, I was observing myself. Quantum physics tells us that there is no such thing as an observer.
Even of our own self, I wonder?
What if I shift my perception and….engage? Fully. No filters. No verb tenses, past, present, future. No self reflection. So I did.
Be the verb… and I realize this is a visceral way of experiencing the world I am also familiar with. We all are… particularly when surrounded by the beauty of Nature or in new cultural surroundings. When experiencing speed or other physical sensations that require body awareness. In practiced stillness. In the artistic zone.
We call it peak experience when this way of perceiving knocks us out of our habitual physical perception.
The shift in perception was immediate. It extended to others I passed as well…an easy smile, a relaxation in body language, an openness.
This physically engaged way of perceiving automatically begets a shared experience and I remembered this has been true on every other similar occasion when directly engaging.
Am I able to maintain this perception? It comes and goes but, with practice, it is becoming easier to recognize and switch. And now with answering this puzzle, I have an experiential touchstone.
it was easy giving up god-ness
once it was explained
first you told me
there are no chosen ones
if you understand
there is no end
there was no beginning
we all are equal
in this moment
which took me off the hook
then you said
get over naming me
it can’t be done
love is a verb
so just stop trying.
Be a verb
so I uncluttered my altar
but you say that prayer is still important
and I’m left wondering what this means
then the flowers and the bees
shared their intelligence
and told me it’s no secret that
of the velocity and structure of light
than I’ve ever
a point at which a complex function is undefined because it is neither differentiable nor single-valued while the function is defined in every neighborhood of the point.
Also called singular point
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