Sometimes. I sit at my desk. And reflect.
My vision becomes blurry and my head wonders off.
It’s a complicated path that I can not remember nor have the urge to learn its course.
Yet, my mind knows the steps like a 4/4 beat and I let the memories flood.
Until I feel like I am drowning in nonexistence.
To know we are all intertwined with the Universe.
At a certain point we become tangled with another particle.
The Greeks believed we were all once connected with another.
I prefer the Galaxy approach.
We are all created from the stars.
And brought to life with an explosion.
I am not sure where to travel now.
What has happened can not be undone.
My most favorite to indulge.