It deeply resembles an inconstant lighthouse. Of course, I mean the opposite: the lighthouse is an example of the principle. The problem is that this principle pervades over all of experience. So it’s not a principle at all. It’s something beyond a principle.

The nature of the light it emits (and we respond and contribute to) is not singular, as is that of the lighthouse (though even this is not as singular as we imagine, because, after all, »we imag(e)-in(sid)e), so »where is the light, actually?).

No, this light »invents new dimensions to shine within. Alive. Inspired. Enthusial.

And not merely in minds, but hearts as well.

As it pulses, it refreshes a previously established transport… and at others, invents not merely new transports… new ways to be shining… but new possibilities for modes of shining…

… and new beings to shine within.

Novelty in light.

An inconstant lighthouse that shines in new ways (and minds)… is the physical (human, mechanical) derivation of that to which I cannot refer without invoking it, transforming it… and being an example of its self-exceeding ubiquity.

Consider the pulsar… the heartbeat… sunrise… and »night.

The eyes with which you read this…