Once as a child, I remember laying on the porch, watching this ant. Then it stopped, like it sensed something. Then I saw this tiny cone of perception, waving around with its antennae.

When I would go to church, which was quiet and full of old people, I sensed we were all the same, like one person looking out through both eyes. One big wave, rather than lots of small ones. On the same wavelength, as it's called.

After 63 years, having grown up around more horses and cattle, than people, I pretty much live in that world, of the conscious perceptions. Some people call them "floaters" and assume them to be defects in the vision.

Now that I mostly repair old farm machinery, I see them most frequently when I'm driving, as people are focused on the space in front of them.

The advantage of rats, is they don't have dogmas. Their brains are not repositories of thousands of generations of telephone whispers, spiraling into, or radiating away from all the various rabbit holes, caves, obsessions, religions, that we call culture. They simply are the interface and feedback between the body and its world.