The sea is a mystery, even when we dare to try to understand it, we are always pushed back against it. Would it be the human limit? Or, maybe, it doesn’t want to be known; we are not yet worthy of its knowledge. What remains at the bottom of the cold, unforgiving pit, will remain in the dark. Forever. Like the tide, it retracts into itself and then comes back in to remind us of its primordial presence, of its ire.
