We each build our own reality amid a stark universal background.
What came before came before. Only the present, the now, seems to matter most.
The culture surrounding us - instinct and mother's milk - sustains us or we drift to other perceptions of reality.
How big or small the universe is perceived relates to how we see our place in the scheme of things. The size of the building blocks of reality does or does not matter. It all depends on the individual to determine the measure.
Recognition and comfort with self flows into and out of cosmic tides, like our breath keeping time with the heartbeat of THE ALL!
It is so easy to miss a beat.
We all live our lives in canyons of sorts - small walled off areas with a small view of the world.
Sometimes the water is in a difficult place to reach within our little canyons.
Sometimes the water is within reach.
How difficult sometimes to perceive, to see, to reach or to touch.
If we travel away from the canyon and into another canyon we keep on seeing the first canyon in our brains since most canyons tend to look alike.
Some can see beyond the personal prejudice that states that all canyons look alike. While others, no matter where they travel, only see the one canyon.
We all build our own reality. Nobody really knows what is inside the next guy.
Go with social flow or get jettisoned into the storm.
Wash up on a deserted beach and start all over again.
And what might we find there?