There is no MANY that is not the ONE of another many; each the tendency of union in some other, whose tenuous concordance makes vivid the one: our universe & its expanding emptiness; our endeavoring ecology & its fuse of a sun; our hands & their congress of cells; our atoms & their trembling molecules of river water; our elements of hydrogen & their ensemble of animated matter; our quarks & gluons & their milky way of neutrons & protons.
And than we must not forget our strings & loops & resonances twixt degrees of freedom; our orders chanced upon by chaos: our compenetration of the virtual into determined spacetime. Beyond that, the pristine energy we touch as we go down the black rabbit hole of the vanishingly small that drop us into the ineffably small that cohere the all-is-silence into this familiar charity of the dead evident in the first burst of new starlight! There is no ONE that is not the MANY of some other. Such is companionship. Just look at how stupendous nebulae conspire to solidarity in the small, striding Gerridae.
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