What if nature isn't so much order, as it is tension?

Look at galaxies. Energy radiating out, toward infinity, as structure coalesces in, toward equilibrium.

We have the digestive, respiratory and circulatory systems processing the energy driving us on, while the central nervous system sorts and orders the information and patterns, coalescing them into some useful map of the chaos.

The anarchies of desire driving us on, versus the tyrannies of judgement, assigning us direction.

The energy, being conserved, goes to the future, as the state of presence, while the forms generated recede into the past. Energy drives the wave, as the fluctuations rise and fall.

Is entropy, the end state, the energy radiating away, toward infinity?

Or is it the patterns collapsing to equilibrium?

Is it zero, or infinity?

Or just being stuck somewhere in the middle?

Our consciousness is really just the interface between our body and its world. We are neither just the organism or the ecosystem, but somewhere in the middle.

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

Even the material is really just positive and negative charge.