How do you have a dialog with people, when there are no words to describe what you are seeing and/or feeling? When every attempt at articulation is shattered into countless pieces by reason or just melts like ice cream on a hot rock, mid day, mid July in the Death Valley sun; leaving only a gooey, oozy mess. How do you have any kind of meaningful discussion when no one gets it?
Fortunately a few do seem understand; yes perhaps there is one or two who do. And you only need just one parachute grabbing at the wind as it rushes by when you’re falling out of a starless night sky into some dark rocky abyss. I am very thankful for my parachutes. And even if they’re not there, the rocks aren’t fatal, they just hurt a lot. LOL