The flavors we like… are pointers… on the compass … that points »generally, but rarely specifically… toward what we can remember from being-in-origin. From ‘where we come from and go to’. From where we emerge from, moment-to-moment.

Which is, in part, the aspect of humanity where we are all, always… together…

That which we »authentically like… and feel -tropic toward… taken together… comprises the kind of compass… that successfully guides… even those who can no longer see.

Or, perhaps those, that departed the Origins of Seeing…

… for the seeing-worlds of superficial representations.