"What clarity do we seek?" you querie. "And why should we care?"

"The answers to life's burning questions, of course. I am here to liberate us from the boxes. I guess it is really only me that I liberate, but you can watch." 

"Why you?" a reasonable question. I do mine and you do yours. We are in this thing together.

I can explain things. Ideas come to me, when I'm driving. I am rubbing my toe in the dirt and looking away, like a shy kid. "I get ideas and I write them down. Later on I find out that some genius said that before I did, but hey, I didn't hear him or read him, so what's that all about? It's the Collective Wave, dudes and dudettes."

"Life is a mystery for unraveling, like a sweater that I made and decided to enjoy its undoing. I pull the thread. I just can't help it!" I created it and now in the unraveling I get a clue as to how I created it. I follow the pattern. Sometimes I choose my own pattern. It's all the same,though. Just when we think we know the answer, another question pops up. 

P.S. Anyone who claims to have all the answers is not your friend. 

Don't think about it, just let it wash over!

Illiteracy is the domain of the Goddess. She doesn't understand English or any other linear form of communication. Her language is dance, music and dream.