flux

i am floating free on the crest of a gigantic flux--
i am a wave-riding water skater.
free and weightless i glide,
twisting and turning and rising and falling i glide,
on the crest and trough and crest of this flux,
gigantic flux,
the free flowing one that started with my birth,
much before,
much much before,
the one that started much before my father's birth,
even before the birth of intelligence on earth,
before even the birth of the concept and the word...

thus i float
on the crest of this gigantic flux...
remembering,
suddenly,
from where it all started--
knowing,
suddenly,
where the flux is taking me.

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