I am anxious in the face of the unknown, the unfelt, the unexplored me. I wonder how I will be in the face of something yet to be identified, yet un-named, or perhaps known, but not to me. It will just be, something that is just there, unscheduled, unexpected, waiting for me to stumble into, to encounter, to fear, to fight, or to love; it challenges, you -" come here, explore me", " understand me", " don't fear me, I am your friend, I am to become your experience". An opportunity for you to be, to decide on a purpose, to know a purpose, to find a direction, and value its conclusion and end - an achievement and the struggle with the unknown.
To face of the unknown is ultimately the quest for knowledge, to transform this second, this minute, this experience into the known, into knowledge of how to act in its presence, how to preserve the past and change the present; the result of a duel with possibility, the will to be, to shape, to live, to achieve. To be a knower. To desire to live this day. In has been this way since the days we lived in caves.