The cocoon of the known world is like a gray star surrounded by an orbit of whirling risks.
In it lives a distinctive guide, like an old native, like a ubiquitous animal looking out of the jungle of conditioning …
They point to the free field. A field more subtle than space, beyond fears and imagination. Something in the gray star is literally pushing into the newborn. Something that has always been created in human design, wants to experience the world, would like to experience it directly …
Grandeur and beauty arise where people venture into the open field, despite the risks, despite the warning voices and housing savings …
