Try sitting in a pool and holding very very still. Watch the water calm to the mirror point. Now, flip your visual consciousness. Merely view a glass floor, and you are stuck halfway through it. Don't breathe. Be still. Let go of your habits of mind. Twist your body consciousness. Feel the ungiving surface press against your chest. Now reconcile your hearing and smelling consciousness with the other two. Can you? Let's not try anything with taste consciousness.
Got it? Now watch.
Imagine the beautiful man walking up to this beautiful mirrored surface, and not able to know any better, softly stepping onto it, freezing forward in mid step, inch-by-inch tipping until he is swallowed.
Solid glass waves wash over you. Think: "that makes no sense at all!" And then the world explodes around you as he thrusts upwards, failing to find purchase on what was a perfectly solid glass floor. Up and out. Watch him walk away, shaken.
The solid glass-waves shift to water-consciousness. Hold still. Invite the mirror to return. Steady.
Now, trust the beautiful man. Gently move. Watch the waves flow forward. See them fly! Then ... Lose interest. Flow elsewhere. Catch yourself and return to the waves reaching the other side of the world. No surprise? Then why do we feel surprised when we find that days after swimming past someone, they are still reeling from our waves?
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