Once, on a morning after a particularly noisy night, Cathy and I were
walking down Drake Street and we saw a crow standing in a puddle, motionlessm
the sky reflected on its surface so that it looked as though the crow was
standing on the sky. Cathy then told me that she thinks that there
is a secret world just underneath the surface of our own world. She
said that the secret world was more important than the one we live in.
"Just imagine how surprised the fish would be," she
said, "if they knew all the action going on just on the other
side of the water. Or just imagine yourself being able to
breathe underwater and living with the fish. The secret world is
that close and it's that different.
I said that the secret world reminded me of the world of sleep where
time and gravity and things like that don't matter. She said that
maybe they were both the same thing.
Douglas Coupland
Life After God: My Motel Year - 1 - Cathy.
