Seeing what cannot be seen, and we do not even see the observer. What is over the horizon? What can the observer see that we cannot?
The endless task, an imaginary means of providing energy, always trying but never getting there.
From the early days of the internet, when we “surfed” from site to sit, full of adventure, and not even thinking about falling off the board
Joy? childhood? The spirit of play? in front of a shadowy darkness?
A different era, the 1970s, family?
Old and new energy forms? or just competing?
Contrasting the old and the new, putting the familiar in an unexpected place. Or the loss of old ways?