" That mountain, for example," she said. That big glorious mountain. For one transitory moment,
I think I may have actualy seen it. Without thinking of logging and ski resorts and avalanches,
plate tectonic geology, microclimates, rain shadow, or ying-yang locations. Without the framework of language. Without the cage of associations. Without looking through the lens of everything she knew was true about mountains. It wasn't even a natural resource. It had no name.
That's the big goal, to find a cure for knowledge. For education, for living in our heads.