Blind Truth

I close my eyes.
I am thinking, trying to fathom where I am.
How did I get here?
I close my eyes and remember how I once lifted up my eyes to the sky
And I saw,
to my amazement,
despite knowing it,
that the stars looked different.
What amazed me was that somehow, magically, they looked differently different from what I was used to,
what I expected.
I was in Hawaii.
I stood at Ala Moana Beach at night, in shallow water not far from magic island. Cool gentle waves rippling around my ankles.
While watching Alpha Centauri rising I suddenly felt it. IT — something, the deep knowledge that something is out there, a deep and profound truth, as real as any physical presence could be, but… when I tried to grasp it, tried to reach it, it faded away. The more I tried to hold on to it, the faster it slipped out of my hands. "Even though gold dust is valuable, it blinds you when it gets into your eyes", or so they say…