Ouroboros

The all is one. Where we come from is where we’re going. Don’t forget to consume what you have discarded. The past and the future have folded together. Origami that cuts away illusions of separation. Hate and love lie on opposites if you accept the line manifests as a circle. Into the next universe, the serpent sways and expels every particle into being. How else do we explain these repetitions? These moments of acknowledgement that the unknown doesn’t feel unknown at all? How can there be linkages across linear time? It must be webs reknotted a million times in circles, ad infinitum. How else can you meet someone and feel like you must have known them in a previous lifetime? A möbius loop bringing us closer and further, closer and further. Parallel lines can meet on a 3-D plane, so let’s look at life a different way. Recycling our DNA from how we weave stars to build parking lots. And when the dragon sets it all aflame, from the ashes a phoenix will be made.