Even as I sit, I think still, I am not. Still
Is not just my unquiet mind, its me, and everything around me.
The Ring, constant in my head, is ever moving, steady but moving.
My breath is moving. The blood it fuels, the neurons it gives energy to fire, the very molecules of my body vibrating with the energy of the atoms within.
And those pesky Quarks, with their "Here I am, Oh I'm gone, Peak-A-Boo I'm back again" games.
And I'm not the only one. Oh no, everything is in on the movement, in on the dance floor of existence. Even that Dark Matter that isn't but is, moves with us all.
The micro and macro. Worlds within worlds and Universes within and beside and through each other now, all moving, and dancing the dance of existence.
Everything is connected to everything else.
I know, I've seen it in my fog, felt it in the wind.
I realize you know this. Just wanted you to know you're not alone in that, in the dance.
And now for the musical bit of our show, here's Cellist Extrodinare Zoe Keating performing Escape Artist. I think you'll be impressed, Roll over Yo-Yo Ma.
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