Behind the curtain.

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The things we don’t see.

There are a bunch of them.  All around us.  Unbeknownst to us.

The other day, I learned we all have eyelash mites.  Gross, I know.  But those little boogers reside in your eyelashes… right near the base… where skin meets hair.  Thousands upon thousands of them. Right now.  Crawling around on your eyes.

Little did she know.

But I won’t talk any more of gross little things.  There are the  OTHER usual suspects.  Like electricity, and microwaves.  Atoms, and molecules.  There are also things we know are real, but they can’t be seen.   Love, hate, fear, doubt, anger, joy.  We can see expressions of those things, but not the things themselves.

Besides all that… we are pretty limited by our human eyesight.  And by our proximity to other things.  For instance.  Light.  We can’t see anything that generates or reflects wavelengths equal to or longer than infrared.  On the other end of things… we can’t see anything that generates or reflects wavelengths equal to or shorter than ultraviolet

Only instruments with special sensors that can detect ultraviolet or x-rays or infrared, and so on.

We also have difficulty seeing the very small.  We know we can’t see things that are smaller in size than about 40 microns, which includes germs and molecules.

Another for instance.  The speedy.  We are not able to see  something zip right BY… like a speeding bullet.  Which is  pretty fast.  They typically move at speeds of 700 mph or more.

On the flip side… we CAN see a plane moving at 700 mph.  The key here.  We see IT from a distance.

You see…Our perception of reality is a little sluggo on the uptake.  It refreshes no more than 13-15 times per second, or every 77 ms.

The very fast and very small…  the crazy wavelengths, and all….  we simply are not aware of those items’ existence.

Now I don’t know about you, but it makes ME wonder what kinds of things may be in our presence, but moving too quickly to be observed.

It could be anything really.

It could be as plain as the nose on your face.  Which in reality, you stare at all day long, but never really see.

Yesterday, an 8 year old little boy looked directly at me, and with a great deal of earnestness, relayed the following to me: “I know all about The Big Lie.  My Mom told me about Santa Claus.”

Ahhh. The Big Lie.  I wanted to hug him and tell him all about Santa Claus.  How the guy moves so very fast, that we mere humans, with our feeble vision, can’t see him.  That’s how he makes it all around the world in one night.  He moves faster than the speed of light.  Yet, I didn’t want to disagree with his Mom.  And he might be too young to know the real truth.

But back to the unseen.  Anything. Anywhere. Anytime.

The energy around us, in us, beyond us.  Unseen.

The magic?

We think we might know.  Truth or Lie.  Yet. We can never be sure.  Simply…. ….. because we can’t.


Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.

–John Lennon