Life is like a sentence. The end is just punctuation. What matters is how well you tie together what comes before, with what comes after.

It's not about order and chaos, but energy and form.

The energy goes to the future, while the forms go to the past. Energy drives the wave, while the ripples rise and fall.

The heart and gut process the energy, feed the flame, while the head sorts the forms.

Consciousness goes to the future, as thoughts go to the past.