Trillions of things before your eyes.
You couldn’t possibly even list what you can see and sense.
It is an endlessly, moving, mystical view before you and it’s simply called life.
It is not ordinary, it’s extraordinary, down to the single, simplest detail.
Life is a fanfare of happenings, colours, relationships, comings and goings and all happening all of the time.
Yet for all its marvels, it can be summarised simply, there is a singular summation, a few words that say it all.
Life is intelligence, one singular intelligence that divided itself endlessly.
Life is consciousness, one singular consciousness that divided itself endlessly.
Life is manifold, yet it is a simple singular summation.
It is all.