Your Fascination

We wonder why humans find other beings so fantastical. I wonder if they understand the depth of ego underlying this fascination. As if for some reason you are different, simply because of your form. For some, simply curious angst for the unknown.

We are not fascinated with humans. We know your greatness. We simply observe and patiently waiting for you to calm yourselves down into stillness and begin to remember. Each one of you is a moving universe. Become fascinated with your form; your being, down to the very pores of your skin. You are a wonder.

You and me? We are no different.

We are all, in the end, collected masses of molecules taking different forms. So, you wish to look at your life in only this small Earth span? It is equivalent to the human blink in the totality of your infinite existence.

As space and time, molecules, atoms, anti-matter and all that is, we exist as unending shape shifters.

Humans measure with time. Humans waste it. If only you were caught up in becoming you, with the same fervor you have to know about us. Consider that you already do.

I am stepping slowly. Speaking in language meant for absorption of space that is already inside of you. Stop chasing us. Start chasing you, and then, you will see us.