We slump forwards and kick back or keel back in the head, as we line-up with our sights between left and right of the symmetry ahead, holding to the reigns of our steer, or is the steering-wheel we’ve slumped into? Peering out through the windscreen or is it between our horse’s ears?
Who’s beyond the driver/rider the vehicle/horse? The soul is the horse, you are the driver, and must ask yourself who you would discuss with, “where to”?
Your master? Is there a passenger? Who determines, decides, controls, beyond you? The whole self is the creator of you and your reality.
