the Anarchy of daFish

(i) am pond scum;

(i) am worth about $0.97 in checimals

(i) am mostly space in physics

(i) am a abstract theory with no basis in reality in metaphysics

(i) am the void in meditation

(i) am a collection of major organs made up of trillions of cells

(i) am a cluster of biophotons pulsating in the Field sending and receiving messages into the Void like a firefly

(i) am a probe with sensors enhanced by technology part of a flock creating a flux of information

in one moment (i) am here

in a flicker of Ra-time,

(i) am here

(i) am in motion

I am on the third rock from the sun. A sun, traveling 720,000 kilometers per hour sprialing around the galactic center of the Milky Way every 230 million years, or once a cosmic year. I am a mite on the back of a flea, on the back of a dog. A dog chasing a car through a neighborhood of 10 thousand billion cars, biting at the front tire.

My id is moving at relativistic speeds in a spiral around the great attractor.

(i) am at a point on that circle that my species, the royal we,

the majestic plural have never been before.

Nothing is certain.

My snow globe is expanding

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