Are we one?
One with nature, one with one another?
Small masses, unseen atoms, wrapped in the shell of physical matters, quilted by an all around us chatter. Do these invisible waves impact the dreams that our collective mind chases after? Deterrers from our paths of joy and misguides about our inner nature? Or is our combined thought bubble too polluted to steady our eyes upon the collective matters that matters?
“They” tell us to stay present, enjoy the moment, be peace with the piece of every moment. In centuries before, did generations seek after better than the material moments? Dwelling in an inner place of oneness with their matter’s inner laughter? Stilling inner vibrations of lig...