Below the surface, you already know

The water cuts everything in two. Above it you see structure, walls, trees, staircases. Everything seems important. Below it is you. Three times. Three directions. You look left, forward, right. Curious what happens when you turn around. Your eyes are hidden beneath the waterline. You're not observing yourself. And as long as you don't, you can be everything at once. Somewhere beneath all those possibilities, beneath all those directions, you already know. You just had to stop looking.