In the wake of every thought, perception waning, and tap of noticing sensations, is the single proof: alive.
Don't sit down and contemplate the edges of the universe.
Focus here. Into each spark of life comes the recognition of life.
Shedding years of well worn labels, tunes, and certainties, for the unknown.
What knows even this?
Yesterday's beauties and forlorn thought trails are equal. Gone.
