i wrote language is mysterious and then read in the witch of eye the linguist merleau-ponty said language itself is the spell. he said there is no inner life that is not a first attempt to relate to another person. in this ambiguous position, which has been forced upon us because we have a body and history (both personally and collectively), we can never know complete rest.

...even in silence with dogs. 

each eye is in a different hemisphere and in the anatomical region between vision is made continuous even with eyes closed in willow water mist.