"At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement."

T.S. Eliot, Burnt Norton (1936)

creating and destroying; built flying cars & autonomous vehicles, now building roc.camera, writings: july.rocks

it reminds me a quote by William Blake

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.