H2O
It was once said, "All material is spirit just as all ice is water." And thusly would water, which is material, not be a spirit of some sort?
I think so as I peer at water, the many types of it, from firm, denying ice, to shimmering and translucent invisibility proven only by the light it returns, to crystalline, dagger-ing white frost, to haunting, elusive fog.
The fog seems to form up momentarily before me into the figure of a man, an apparition, and I capture what may well have been a communication from another realm to me, an affirmation of sorts, telling me "You are beginning to understand, go further inquisitive one."
