I see perception more as a plane that intersects the cone of being emanating from each thing-point:
The ultimate expression or fruit of any created thing is a fine effluence which only the most ingenious worshipper perceives at a reverent distance from its surface even. Only that intellect makes any progress toward conceiving of the essence which at the same time perceives the effluence.
Henry David Thoreau, The Journal, 1837-1861
