The mysteries of being are as magnetic as its urgencies are made explicit in form, relation, time, and perspective. One must converse directly with the ancients in person. Know a small creature from the inside. A tree will one day inform you of its name. Everafter, your mind will flow, instead of lock and swivel. The mysteries of the sunlight are beyond time’s bounding thread, and each eye’s dot has one true home. The path between the living eyes, you understand. As magnetic as its urgencies become explicit.