The bug's eye view
"Now those people who fly have a different point of view of the world from the people who spend their whole lives on the ground
Don Blanding wrote a poem once when he was flying, and he called his poem the "God's eye view"
And he said it was so different from the view he always had on the ground, which he called the "bug's eye view"
Now I thought about that bug's eye view when I was over in Tehran in Persia.
They told me an old Persian legend
It was about a bug who spent his entire life in the world's most beautifully designed Persian rug.
All the bug ever saw in his lifetime was his problems. They stood up all around him; he couldn’t see over the top of them.
And he had to fight his way through these tufts of wool in the rug to find some crumb somebody had spilled in the rug.
And the tragedy, of the story of the bug in the rug was this:
That he lived and he died in the world's most beautifully designed rug
But he never once knew that he spent his life in something which had a pattern.
That’s why I want to get you up in the air tonight; to see something the old bug couldn’t see in the rug.
Because even he, this bug, if he had once got above the rug so he could have seen all of it, he would have discovered something;
That the very things he called his problems were a part of the pattern.
Have you ever felt like that bug in the rug?
That you are so surrounded with your problems, that you cant see any pattern to the world in which you live?
Have you heard anyone say lately that the world is a total mess?
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That’s the bugs eye view, and seeing only a little of the world, me might be inclined to think that this is true."
Don Blanding wrote a poem once when he was flying, and he called his poem the "God's eye view"
And he said it was so different from the view he always had on the ground, which he called the "bug's eye view"
Now I thought about that bug's eye view when I was over in Tehran in Persia.
They told me an old Persian legend
It was about a bug who spent his entire life in the world's most beautifully designed Persian rug.
All the bug ever saw in his lifetime was his problems. They stood up all around him; he couldn’t see over the top of them.
And he had to fight his way through these tufts of wool in the rug to find some crumb somebody had spilled in the rug.
And the tragedy, of the story of the bug in the rug was this:
That he lived and he died in the world's most beautifully designed rug
But he never once knew that he spent his life in something which had a pattern.
That’s why I want to get you up in the air tonight; to see something the old bug couldn’t see in the rug.
Because even he, this bug, if he had once got above the rug so he could have seen all of it, he would have discovered something;
That the very things he called his problems were a part of the pattern.
Have you ever felt like that bug in the rug?
That you are so surrounded with your problems, that you cant see any pattern to the world in which you live?
Have you heard anyone say lately that the world is a total mess?
...
That’s the bugs eye view, and seeing only a little of the world, me might be inclined to think that this is true."