Walking into the warehouse, the first candy that catches the eye is the four-wheeled machines that are the green friends of the environment. Machines that make no sound as the ignition runs, luring the mind to ponder for minutes without end on the marvel of engineering that created cars than can run on electric current.
As the spell of science wears off, one longs to cast the eyes on the tools that created these friends of the environment but then there’s a glitch. Questions rush to the fore and the euphoria slowly wears off. Is it rational kicking in or intuitive inquisitiveness? Maybe a mixture of both, as the mind has a “wait a minute” a moment.
