It is a matter of perspective.

We are shapeshifting entities that collectively create the universe. Always evolving, never the same, inseparate from everything, like a pointillist painting that never comes to fruition, each dot develops the bigger picture – each atom creates the bigger picture. From afar, the painting depicts a picture that we can perceive and make sense of, up close however, we see that it is but dots, an endless sea of dots, but these dots do not stay, they shift with the wind, creating infinite art works.

No single permanent being exist, we too change, and have changed, parts of us as old as time. Atoms that created us existed in our mothers once, and the food she ate, the water her mother drunk, the earth that her mother walked upon, and the interstellar clouds that formed our home. Energy transfers, never disappears, what made us, has always been here.

The endless need to survive amongst the chaos created chaos. We fight to exist, yet I dont know what it is that we fight against.

The only axioms I adhere to are the ones that could be proven, the ones that govern me. The laws that the universe and I abide by is the only fact that grounds me; that an order exists.

Moi.R.D