The mind’s eye is used to gazing ahead. It looks horizontally, through the immanent tides of the day. It knows the conditions and tries to discover the causes. It sees the unfolding of time and intuits the final decay. Always, it looks ahead, like the driver of a car. What happens when the driver stops, lays upon the grass and lets his focus fall upward to the stars of the cosmos? The fixations and necessities of the horizontal gaze fall apart into total insignificance. The infinite wonders of the universe rain through the mind in a graceful torrent of the sublime…..

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