Ever laid down and
watched the particles of dust dance in
the morning sunlight?
As they move into
illumination they gleam like tiny stars
then disappear.
In their chaos is order.
In their order is unpredictable
individuality.
They move this way
and that, and go
where they wish.
By watching dust dance in the light
one can briefly glimpse the whole
of human history.
-SGR
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