What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible.
The visible exhausts me. I am dissolved in shadow.
I'm sure I've been a toad, one time or another. With bats, weasels, worms...I rejoice in the kinship. Even the caterpillar I can love, and the various vermin.
Should we say the self, once perceived, becomes the soul?
The self says, I am; The heart says, I am less; The spirit says, you are Nothing.
God bless the roots! Body and soul are one.