- Posted
- Apr 28th 2009
- Mood
- Vibrant
Fabric is held together by balance. Friction. Tension. The threads not truly connected at all, but only nesting, settling close together and each holding onto all the others--just a little bit. Gently. And that’s enough to keep the whole thing mostly intact. Maybe everything operates exactly the same way. The molecules leashed to one another only by the carefully balanced magnetized protons and electrons, revolving in their tiny but still comparatively vast spaces, whirling and just holding onto one another gently, forever circling, striving to touch. And life, too, at every level. The proteins, membranes, organelles, cells, creatures, and living groups all functioning because they are all fluidly, mostly intact, but never actually connected to anything, even their own selves only comprised mostly of emptiness with a carefully balanced smattering of immeasurably tiny bits, working together. Mostly. Everything is so fluid. It seems to be the only strength too. The flexibility, the adaptation, the fact that it was only Mostly and not Completely saved it from being Not At All. The universe cant tolerate Total. And so everything is beautifully, perfectly, aligned. Unwhole. And at any moment it can--and sometimes does--fly apart because of being Not Whole. But then the flied-apart bits, still being Not Whole, can--and sometimes will--find their way right back together again. Maybe a little more whole, maybe a little less. But always perfect, ironically. Beautiful.