Something changed in part of reality — my knees and my hands.What science has knowledge for this?The blind man goes on his way and I don’t make any more gestures.It’s already not the same time, or the same people, or anything the same.This is being real.
Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
change, clarity, it-is-what-is-is, paganism, pantheism, reality, seeing, truth