puzzles of the mind

Like scattered puzzles, every single word is disconnected although related to each other in forming the big picture. Visualize it he must, but constructing it in this world he can’t. Was it fear for the absolute? For if the picture is completed surely something will change, at least, metaphorically. It can be understood, be judged the whole quality of it. The collective quality of it, at the very least. Other fragmentary ideas, the skies and petty leaves at the border, complements the main idea, but doesn’t necessarily beautify it. Thus it is discarded by the eyes of perception.