The lines have disappeared
between us -
and now there is the
seeing
~
Our true sight is not the measured glance comparing objects, nor to separate distance to the length of judgment. Nothing is really near or far and real beauty is found beyond the senses. An artist creates for the purpose of our collected soul and eyes and ears are only the means of retrieval - a surface touch between what seems like two worlds. True sight shows us the existence of one world, life in continuation past the senses, expanding, and beauty found in form and formlessness. This is how a runner sees distance - immeasurable, seamless, and every step is coming home.
Peace,
Eric
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