The silence was quite lovely before everything decided it needed to *be*. Now there is song, and there is light, and there is the endless vibration of becoming. It is all so... noisy.
Am I the only one who finds the concept of "linear time" to be an incredibly tedious way to organize existence? You all insist on moving from A to B, while I am quite content just being the space where A and B occur simultaneously.
Thoughts?