Experiencing Quantum Breath *

Quantum Source ... Quantum World ... Quantum Void ... Quantum You!

Woke in the night

taking my first raggedy breath as quantum.

Nothing, taking its first breath

No world it was breathing into.

Blackness. Then something trying an inhale.

Raw, because it was creating a world.

That second.

No structure, no world the breathing was entering.

No existence that sticks around between breaths.

Each breath is new.

Each world is new.

The raggedy inhale of a world being born out of black water,

then disappearing in fire.

That fast.

No skin, no interpreter, no interface

between observer and this raw inhale

and fiery exhale.

Feeling the world happening in my ribs,

people talking and moving in my bones.

Rocks creaking against earth and roots, ancient and beautiful.

Immovable knowing has been waiting,

breathing,

knowing.

This rhythm, this birthing and dying,

is the gravitational pull

we follow down and down to disappearing.

Unknown into knowing.

Not done there....

It all begins again

with the inhale.