Consciousness goes past to future. Thoughts go future to past.

Like a wave, the energy drives it, always present, while the fluctuations rise and fall.

In the West we think of ourselves as individuals. The problem of which is that the organism is synchronization, while the ecosystem is harmonization. So we spiral into these vortices of self adsorption.

Even in we are bound up in our own brain, we need to step back enough to where the various voices have enough room to co-exist and not just fight for the focal point of attention.

Like trees are only singular in the trunk, we are rooted into the past, of all the forms fading away, while our hearts reach for the future, like branches to the sky.

The anarchy of desire, versus the tyranny of judgement.

The head and the heart.

Order and transcendence.

Like galaxies. Energy radiating out, as form coalesces in.