Blending of visions.

Taking a brisk walk on the roadside, it's three in the morning and I find myself accompanied by my thoughts. 

A sense of solitude accompanies Me, for solitude is the nature of the mind. 

This feeling gently blows away each captivating thought like a caring mother whipping dirt off her beloved Child. 

The never ending quest of inner revolution begins, but with it, comes a certain contemplation that's full of reverence. 

Every step I take brings with it a realization, "I'M PRESENT".

The awareness of this realization is often, if not usually, blinded by the distorted reality one's meant to perceive.

The act of LOOKING, and the art of SEEING is quite different, 

I can "look" at a lovely aesthetic masterpiece, 

but when I see it, i feel it, that's the big difference.

I LOOK with my eyes, but I SEE  with my heart. 

When I "look" at the world, my vision is indefinitely limited because the distortions in the current reality can't be picked out by my mere blind eyes. This filtering can only be done through an inside job.

The realization of a secret nature unfolds yet another secret nature, we living beings reside in a place that is both alive, and intelligent. Figs cannot grow on an oak tree therefore, intelligent beings cannot be produced from a non-intelligent womb.

The vision of the eyes must be merged with the vision of the heart

the two, and THE ONE, to make a sacred trinity of pure vision. 

Ultimately, 

the fig finds its fig tree and sings, "I'm Free"!

As this brisk walk came to an end, 

another secret nature was already unfolding

with open arms, 

I embraced it,

knowing that in due time, 

another nature would be unravelled.