It is so strikingly familiar—
The white noise from the river,
The white noise from the bloodstream in the mother’s womb.
The trees,
The alveoli in the lungs.
The fetus,
The galactic image of sun births.
Gigantically macro,
Infinitely micro.
And here we are,
Observing it all.
Playing with politics,
Fooling around.
What the h is going on?*
It’s for sure going on.
Go on.
Play with it.
It’s playing with you right now.
Forget your self and become one with it all.
It’s all for you to play with.
It’s all your friend. Your familiar friend.