around me: i stand on the shorethe waters are black and swirling.....our eyes so fixedthat the darkness surrounds usunnoticedand we are drowned by the loss of lightunnoticeddavid tibet......he suffers this anguish and abandonment inthe horror of the night.....blaise pascal, penseeswhat shadows we are, and what shadows we pursueedmund burke, 1780(from the sleeve notes of the inmost light by