I don't feel comfortable in a world of irrationality; it feels unsafe as it is too chaotic for my tastes. But a world of only rationality lacks color, warmth and meaning; it is hard, unyielding and resistantly cold. A cold that cannot be warmed. Perhaps surety and appointed sages are a safety net for some in the world beyond the natural senses, and for many, it is a short tether to the mother ship. I don't want to snap the tether and go hurtling out into the depths of space, but I would like to extend the tether and venture out without fear. In him we live and move and have our being, but perhaps we fail to live to the extent we can and our movement is limited and our being is diminished. Maybe I don't even need the protection of the space suit, for the unexplored is a realm where I was designed to dwell and I just need to learn how to breathe in this I know divine protection for the core of myself that is beyond, and if it is dangerous to my flesh, so be it. When my flesh is gone, I will not die; I will be more alive. Now I am becoming, What I will be. All my days, Before they emerged. Time and space Constrain my body Still I can touch Eternity in my heart.