Lost is found
"Here, then, is the pattern in my carpet, the sense of eternal mysteries, the eternal beauty hidden beneath the crust of common and common place things, hidden and yet burning and glowing continually if you care to look with purged eyes [...] I think it's easier to discern the secret beauty and wonder and mystery in humble and common things than in the splendid and noble and storied things. And it is utterly true that he who cannot find wonder, mystery, awe, the sense of a new world and an undiscovered realm in the places by the Gray's Inn Road, will never find those secrets elsewhere, not in the heart of Africa, not in the fable hidden secret cities of Tibet. 'The matter of our work is everywhere present' wrote the old alchemists, and that is the truth. All the wonders lie within a stone's throw of Kings Cross Station."
A.M.
