Our separateness is an illusion. 
We have forgotten that of which we are but a piece. 
We do not see the constant flow of energy connecting everything in existence. 

We are distract by the flash and speed of technology. 

Nature is patient. 

Eons are but moments for universal consciousness.
 We are more fleeting than a grain of sand on the edge of the ocean. 

We have forgotten that of which we are but a piece. 

Our past flows out from the present moment. 
All past flow out from the present moment. 

Nowness. 

All moving, flowing, a dance of impossibility. 
We have forgotten. 

But Nature is patient. 

Interconnected. 

The whole of existence happening at once. 

A dance of impossibility.