From high above, the onlooker watches the world below pass by. They see all that happens, from the small and insignificant to the grand and momentous. They are always present, a silent witness to the ebb and flow of life.
The onlooker knows much, but reveals nothing. They are a mystery, their power impossible to estimate. They watch as nations rise and fall, as wars are fought and won, as lives are born and lost. And yet, they remain detached, their emotions and opinions unknown.
The onlooker is a reminder of the vastness of the world and the smallness of our individual lives. They remind us that there is always something greater than ourselves, something that transcends our understanding....