I've had just enough time to... ride with the wind.
Taken on the Jakarta highway to the North.
I've noticed that people who have never worked with steel have trouble seeing this... that the motorcycle is primarily a mental phenomenon. They associate metal with given shapes... pipes, rods, girders, tools, parts... all of them fixed and inviolable, and think of it as primarily physical. But a person who does machining or foundry work or forge work or welding sees "steel" as having no shape at all. Steel can be any shape you want if you are skilled enough, and any shape but the one you want if you are not.
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance (1974) - Robert M. Pirsig
What you see is steel.
What he sees is infinite
Shapes waiting to be.
What you see is a motorcycle
What he sees is something indescribable
Something like - love or Zen.