I cannot see you, but eye can ! Ears cannot hear, but the heart can, Smart Sherlock's wisdom might deduce the essence of your silent deflection. Spiralling on the thermals of the mind, the higher eye soars surveying the event horizon that spreads like an oil slick before my gaze, The world and all that's in it , out of it, Spinning ,spinning. I can see, And of that interaction, that total neural interface, that synthesia of being Was that the step out of the Old? I'll finish for today and carry on.