Imagine a scintillating crystal... there are countless facets... billions of them, even. From where you stand, what patterns of light and color does the crystal cast into your vision? As you gaze into the crystal, become aware of eyes that are not your own, eyes that receive the same light from the same crystal...
It is all a matter of the angles.
Think of that the next time you try to use "I don't understand" as a reason for fear or hardness of heart.
If you have visited Strand, then you have learned about leaning and rubbing. I love Dennis dearly, but sometimes he baffles me. (You too? Don't worry. He's just brilliant.) Well, a few days ago, I started to understand the concept of rubbing.
No, nothing nasty. Geocities doesn't allow that kind of thing, you dirty-minded surfer! *gryn*
I once had a rock polisher.
(Well goodie goodie for you.) What you did was you put in all these rocks that were supposedly semiprecious stones and you threw in some polishing grit (lots of it, as I remember) and some water and you let the thing turn and churn and rumble for a long, long time.
(What is this? Arts and Crafts Time?)
And after eons and eons (or so it seemed) of all that...
After all the pebbles had been thrown against the walls of their little red cylindrical world, been thrust up against each other until all their bumps and snags and rough edges had been worn down by the bumps and snags and rough edges of the other pebbles...
To my childish astonishment they had become
Ever heard that song by Jewel that says, "We are everyday angels?" Ever heard that Bible passage that says, "Let your light so shine...?" Ever wondered why we're here in this Universe?
I don't pretend to know the mind of the One who made us. But I suspect we're here for a reason.
Perhaps an infinite potential existing before Time was relevant began to explore Itself...
Every possibility...
Every ramification...
Every permutation...
center>and you are one of them...