
Experience with people often allows us to predict their behaviour.
Intelligence sometimes allows us to override our resultant expectations.
Count them:
cigarettes, barefoot footprints in the sand, days, minutes, seconds…
counting obviates the need to experience,
what’s counted is in the past, what will come is in the future…
there is no need for the sense of loss in the present,
for it can be eternally postponed, like seeing the very last footprint…
Micro-world – so different,
where minute forces create different structures,
where water is spherical and flower petals rough and ribbed…
so strange and yet so oddly familiar, almost by touch.
Consciousness – the delusion of continuity in time and space,
the miracle of a pile of stuff becoming self-aware,
the shadowy realm on the border of semantics giving us hope.