When you are wave and particle both there is no jumping off point. Yet fear is based on the ease of jumping off at any point. At any increment of altruism is a selfishness jumping off point. But there are no jumping off points. Reference the cat. What is understood and taken as a line with two extreme ends makes common sense. One could journey to either extreme in a succession of cause~effect fortunate or unfortunate series of events. Changes of direction back and forth. Changes of latitude changes of attitude. One end or the other. Line with two ends. Yet when the line loops then the two extremes meet in a continuum. There is no end. We go back so far we’re in front of you. Go too far in one direction and you’ve instantaneously gone to the other extreme without notice, heading with cause and with effect back to the continuum of mundane. Humdrum conundrum as Elvis has said in a Dylan imitation. But one to the other is freely open and passage available while the other back to the one is barred. It is a cosmic osmosis. Uncommon sense indeed. Next I plan to talk of paradox. I could do it now. But it’ll take a lifetime. Paradox is the most fundamental concept of all. Ubiquitous too. It is everywhere. It is the word. Tir Na Nog. It is in the word. Yet to talk of it would take every breath with which I can mouth words in the mind’s eye. Imagine imaginary mouthing of words draw[r]ings from the eye. All cats of dichotomy are always alive and dead too. Paradox. It is why the zen master holds up a flower to explain what would take every possible rational and irrational number of breath of word life. Platonic and transcendental spiritual pleasure articulate physical expression of love. It’s understood. Norwegian wood. When the rain comes. She’s cool. Oooh.  Oooh. Paradox. [I contradict myself as I sing of me and you and me].