Ring the bell.
We’re supposed to run around.
We’re not supposed to be still. We’re not supposed to be quiet.
Pull out to our spinning planet swirling on its axis in the middle of our solar system. Pull out to us spinning around the sun flying through the ever-expanding blackness at breakneck speed. Everything outside is flying faster than we can move and faster than we can imagine…
And here we are, sitting at our desks, staring out our windows.
Pull into our chubby bodies full of pumping blood rushing through beating hearts. Pull into eyeball electrons swirling around eyeball atoms in front of flickering brain cells, swallowing stomachs, and flashing nerves. Everything inside is flying faster than we can move and faster than we can imagine…
Everything outside us in spinning and swirling, everything inside us in spinning and twirling, everything around us is flying and soaring…
We’re not supposed to be still. We’re not supposed to be quiet.
We’re supposed to run around.
Ring the bell.
AWESOME!
