Sometimes I free my limbs and my head from these entanglements that tie me up and confuse me. I see the world again a big magnificent picture in vibrant colors tangible and clear. Simple in it’s complex incomprehensible beauty. I feel enthroned, like a child, protected. This morning I am walking around and glimpsing that clarity and yet I can’t grasp it. The entangled knots of confusion are wrapped all around and I’m too tired to fight them, which would make them hold on stronger anyway and then I’d be blind.