I'd like to see auras, and sounds, but we see as we are, though we may be learning to see differently. I see coyotes, cats and bats and birds. I see humans looking past me, and humans smiling inwardly. I see myself floating above the landscape in southern Illinois, looking down at a figure on a bicycle. I don't know why i think of certain things at specific times, and i think meaning doesn't have to be ascribed. I see myself flying long ago now and time to come.