The goose has no intention towards its shadow on the lake, like the moon doesn’t towards its reflection on the waves. The lake shows both, shadow and light, effortlessly and equally without pause.
Perception. How magical. That mental flashpoint that ignites our experience of life, and of course the fire of feelings that flitters, burns, sizzles and warms every moment. Perception. How mysterious. How secondary actually… effectively a filter, a collection of physical and chemical stimulation of our senses, broadcast across our nervous system, then deciphered by our mental state, one that learns, remembers, expects, and is attentive.