How do you know….what.

The longer I am on this earth, the more intrigued I am, with the great and mysterious ways of this planet.

As it turns out, I don’t know Jack.  In fact… I don’t know a whole lot of Jacks.

But here we are….. with….. so many places to explore.  Of course, traveling brings this out in a person.

And today, I am reminded of just that.

The unexplained.  The baffling.  The inexplicable.

Some of them are so momentous and profound.

Easter Island.  The Fantastic Creatures of Angkor.  Stonehenge.  The Sphinx, and The Great Pyramids.

While others are…. peculiar…… odd….. bizarre.

Downtown Gatlinburg, Tennessee.  Certain Political Candidates.  Lime Jell-o.

You know. Like I said before.  I don’t know Jack.   And I don’t think he knows me.

“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.” – Marcel Proust

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