What Stories We Tell

What stories we tell: 

what stories we tell - that everything is composed of molecules, and these are made of atoms that are broken down further to particles and then simply space existing in its own. We've taken nothingness and viewed a world in perfect order. Yet really, not one thing exists apart from another, no atom of any separate measure , everything being fiction in the sense of an entity entirely of its own accord. It's a story of unity told in parts.

reality is one thing all along.

and even our view shows the world as seamless, space being a unifying factor, an allowingness for things to appear and exist in what seems an independent fashion. The actual view defies our stories of a world consisting of objects randomly arranged. What we see are distinction of a seamless order, emptiness in the fiction of becoming. 

we see our stories being told. 

what stories we tell - and all simply to help us navigate the world. This has all led to remarkable things, a microscopic view that allows us to better understand ourselves in true relation to a universal self, that we are so much larger than ever imagined before. Ironic, the study of the infinitely small reveals us through a grander view. 

so we too are stories, of molecules and atoms, particles swirled as mind and body, nothingness somehow coming to distinction. We've storied ourselves into existence, creating a world entirely made of fiction, and believe it all as true. But throughout this telling we remain the backdrop of its telling, an emptiness of allowing nature. Perhaps one day we'll be told as something other, rearranged in story as a tip of a leaf existing on the far reach of a branch, and further still the tree root deep and spread through earth - and all more truly told as molecules, atoms, and particles swept through nothing at all. 

just another story told.

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Peace, 

Eric