Unknown

Waves, particles, lines, colors, forces

Pushing pulling buzzing fighting merging taking giving 

Exploding imploding colliding connecting

All right now

Everywhere

Inside me, outside me, somehow in between

Infinitely in every direction in every way

Zooming in and out 

Movement

Always

Stillness does not exist

We do not see it

“It” 

Everything

Anything at all?

Beautiful

So beautiful

I am not me

I am a million tiny things

I am a factory, a shelter, a mechanism, robot, tool

When I touch

Where is the wall of my skin against the surface?

It isn’t there

Dots

Little dots

In everything

Buzzing

I want to know it

I want to know it in the way that you feel it

The way a figure skater feels the balance and movement, and perfect tightening and relaxing of their muscles

Gliding with grace and flow akin to a bird precisely yet easily bending its wings and leaning into the wind that carries it.

Oh to see science

It is human of me to wish to see

Though I am not as closed off as I believe myself to be

The more it am quiet

The louder it gets

The essence and fabric of the universe, talking to me

In its own way

The barrier of my skin does not exist

I am many, I am none, I am everything and nothing. I am separate and not.

I do not know anything at all

Here I am, stardust, typing away.

I will not pretend to see

I will not convince myself that I understand.

These words can only hold so much wisdom

You must listen 

Ssshhhhhhh

Do you feel it?

Everything…