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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

The Ideal of the Snail’s Compass

Sure I have been to see the snail, however, my form is unknown.  How is it that I could observe from above and see it glide over and above the sea-foam green waters that do not conform to a regular wave motion but clash upon themselves like negatively reflected fives or Cs.  Not only did I play witness to its movement from above, I was also privy to within.  Why pray tell did the occupants dress in similar garb and why were there no individual shelters there?

I still remember the inner swirls of the shell and the rainbow or have you abalone features to it.  What a wonderful display of color on not so white.  Ah yes!  Let me not forget the sky.  Purple was its color which magnified the green foam waters.  What did really escape my vision was the tower.   Yes I did see it looming in the distance in all its splendid glory, but from no land did it come.  Frankly, the tower with its Russian topped cap was more at smoke or lit mist in that it was not a solid object.  Try as I might to glance ahead to see if a wall was attached, the vision was kept from me. 

The snail, other than being large enough to hold a population of individuals, was just a snail.  The birds on the other hand had an interesting feature in that they were rainbow colored gliders.  Rainbow gliders who flapped not.  I wonder if it is safe to say that land does not exist in this domain where the snail hails?  It is only my observation to state that no land was seen.  Then again was the snail merely a transport vehicle and hence the reason no shelters existed for the purpose of individual privacy?

If I, in whatever form that I may have been, was able to be without and within the snail, what might I have been?  As I saw, I would assume that I had eyes to see.  As I wondered and pondered, I assume that I had a brain to think.  As I was within the snail, I was smaller than it was.  As I was above it, perhaps I was flying.  Then again, the bird of great size would not be able to enter within the snail nor were other birds observed within.  Besides, how could I go from hovering above to hovering within without noting the penetration of the shell?  Why was my presence not observed by the inhabitants who needed for nothing?

The vision came sometime ago, but the idea keeps returning.  It is not only the idea, but also the vision as I remembered it.  Memory - I did have a voice as I had asked to see more.  Specifically, I wanted to see my way beyond the tower.  However, my request only brought about the appearance of a bird/being in my path that completely obscured the vision.

Allow me to see it again!  Return me there so that I may know more about that which I have described and more about that I which I am in the scope of it all. ~ Maggie ~ Penned Sept. 16, 2008 prior to 3:00 p.m. EST.

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