From up high, life looks clean, neat lines, big plans, perfect angles, but from the ground, from the dirt, everything changes. The worm sees the roots. The cracks. The discarded gum under the table. It sees life up close, so close, it can feel it.

We spend so much time looking ahead, chasing wide visions and distant goals, that we miss the small truths nestled right beneath our feet. Details we trip over because we forget to look down. Sometimes, wisdom isn’t sky-high. It’s soil deep. It’s the subtle nuance, the quiet signal, the thing you step over every day without noticing.

The worm isn’t small, it’s precise. It doesn’t need the whole view. Just the truth that lies within reach, because sometimes, what’s too close to see is what matters most.

Thought-provoking reflections on life, identity and relationships, written in the style of a modern-day Socratic journal and told through poetic paradoxes and emotional honesty.

by Paul Strydom.

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