The vastness between thought, that infinitesimal moment of smallness yet connectedness. I listen to this while staring at the sky and watching the multitude of stars sprinkle their light upon our earth. What we see is millennium old, stars from dying suns and new shine upon us. We see the past before our eyes and think it the now. The vastness of reality and perception- we are stardust, our atoms have traversed the depths of space, have passed through suns and planets. We are small but parts of us have been part of something much larger. I look at the shining orbs in the inky blackness of the sky and they look back at me, we are the same.