An Iceberg

It’s false that we see 10% of an iceberg.

We might see  just under 10% of the surface area *if* we take the time to circle and climb it.

A fraction of a percentage.

Worthy of note, our vision is subjective.

We do not see all of what we gaze upon.

The person next to us is unlikely to see the same of the iceberg.

A fraction of a fraction of a percentage.

Further still, we hardly remember what we have seen.

We retain bits and our brains fill the blanks, warping the images.

Every time we remember our interpretations distort the event of having seen what little we have.

Diminishing fractions of fractions of fractions to the power of however many times we have accessed the memory of the memory of the memory….

Ah, but if we melt it, dive, drill, test, record

We may alter the structure if not destroy it.

It is no longer the samples we took.

The samples are no longer what we took them from by the time we test them.

The samples were a part, now their own whole that will still yet barely be known, let alone reveal it’s source.

Most of us have never actually seen an iceberg, just considered them based on pictures and word of mouth.

Suffice it to say we do not know the iceberg.

But isn’t it something?