By the way

With clipped wings, you may suffer from acrophobia. You may be comfortable with the dogmas and traditions and may get lost in mazes.

Free birds flying boldly, with the sky as background, often seeing new horizons, and having no problems with mazes. As they chirping puts it:

¨It’s just a question of seeing them in bird’s eye view.¨

And this they can easily say.

All things may appear to be both something and nothing. And that’s at least something.

The frog that lives in the ditch by the roadside, well hidden under lush vegetation, does not understand what is meant by horizons. But it knows what life is all about, namely food and reproduction, and it sees no need to ask questions. When it suddenly is in a storks stomach and the next moment is on par with the clouds, it can neither use bird’s eye perspective or frog perspective to anything at all.

Meanwhile the sun is fully engaged to accomplish its tasks. There is perspectives in this. As timeless thoughts in reality’s forecourt.