While on a walk in my neighborhood: I'm not watching where I'm going because I dont need to. I know where I am. My eyes are on auto-pilot and are just making sure I dont do anything obscenely stupid. While I can see everything, I'm not actually looking. And i'm not thinking. I am passively concious and actively dead. Nothing goes through my mind until I look up. The stars, I once believed, are holes in the sky; allowing the brightness of something greater to shine through. And the infinite difference between seeing and looking has never been so clear.