let me try to be clearer

Some don't know what the heck I am talking about in my posts. Let me try to be clearer, though the harsh direct light of the noon sun makes everything look flat. The enchanted and mysterious becomes horizontal boring scape, like driving on a two-lane straight flat desert road for hours with no coffee, music, or chocolate. The mind tends to drift to sleep. Poetry becomes prose, a manual of instruction written in English by a person with a different birth language.

But here goes. Take One: The World of Appearances

1. At least two major worlds co-exist.
2. One of them is the world of appearances.
3. The world of appearances is constructed by humans agreeing this is this and that is that and this will never become that, nor that become this.
4. It is considered impolite to mention that the world of appearances is created by human reflection and agreement.
5. Most humans live within the world of appearances.
6. Living in the world of appearances is considered as sane.
7. Living in a world created by human reflection and agreement is considered sane.
8. To live outside the world created by human reflection and agreement is considered insane and those who do so are considered to be either fools or holy or both and are fair game to be labelled as dangerous.
9. Those who live outside the world of appearances consider those who live inside and who don't know they live inside to be asleep, in some kind of stupor.
10. Those who live outside the world of appearances either leave those who live inside totally alone, passing by them every day unrecognized, or try to communicate with the appearance-world dwellers.

What I just wrote seems way too simplistic and is definitely written in the language of prosaic reflection, but otherwise I just go off into semi-mystical poesy which is not understood unless you already understand.

Next: The World of Energetic Interwhirling