Jordan, in response to your comment here I’m going to attempt to share something that I really suck at explaining.   It is hard to find the correct assembly of words and put them in the correct order to make sense of, well, “it”.   So I’m feebly going to drop back to my fallback position of an analogy in a fumbling attempt to explain, and perhaps in a larger sense put some perspective on this place we call the TreeHouse – The Last Refuge.

Think of current considerations like being inside a massive warehouse constructed as a pitch black maze.   Within the confinement of the maze there is no light to afford any person perspective in relation to their environment.

Total darkness, total silence, and the incapacity for general use of any inherent sense: sight, sound, touch, smell, taste, are all useless.   The only sense that works is the instinctive sense that none, or at least few, of us have spent any time perfecting.   It is exceptionally unnerving and disconcerting this place we find ourselves. (more…)