All my life I have been afraid of not knowing. I have been afraid of not knowing something fully.

What is ready to be known appears to me as something rather pleasantly interesting. What I’m really not able to know creates an overwhelming fear in me.

It’s like another reality existing beyond the horizon of my attention. I sense this reality somewhere nearby, always out of my reach. I feel it when I’m following the desire to know something absolutely foreign.

What does the world outside my cognition look like? It seems to me that I see the manifestations of this world in suddenly revealing principles and patterns in everyday life – as if I am suddenly able to perceive a fragment of a larger structure, but I cannot see the full picture of it.

What I try to capture is that world – the world outside of my direct cognition.