the atmosphere exults in the glorious consistency of the interwoven fumes , for they bear in subtle swirling wisps , passages to events in space-time : air sweeps through a valley , whistles through canyons and gusts through a remote rice field to twirl inward upon itself , sensing the aromatic vapors of a young boys curiosity , like sizzling bacon fat laid upon the white-hot foundations of imagination ; tasting the apprehension anchored , amidst gusts , to his nave curiosity : a lack of assurance for his consciousness of the world existed only as far as his perception extended and , beyond that , only in the realm of fancy ; feeling the charge he radiated in anticipation for something that lay beyond , something that he just could not know at the moment , but knew was out there waiting for him on the broad horizon , for there could be no other more suitable than he to unveil the object of this imminent wonder , as though it were bound intangibly to his romantic will .