Hidden Chaos
In those moments when all seems serene and in complete harmony, that which can not be surface-fully detected abides patiently, diligently, mockingly waiting to erupt. Creation moves in silent unsuspecting chaos. Nothing remains static. All is in constant reverberating motion-at all times-which when viewed as stationary (fixed) changes into another form of spiraling energy on the next level of functional operation. Why do you think you have difficulty to understanding {much less explaining} why your moods shift so suddenly when approaching familiar mundane tasks or when confronted by similar situations peppered by people you supposedly love demanding your attention? What appears on the surface can in no way adequately display what is going on underneath.




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