Moved by a swirling field, and moving it.
Where will I wind up next?
Simplification complexified reflexively.
Why do we entangle ourselves?
Is something lost at each branch, so that in the end, nothing is left?
Perhaps there is an infinity in the finite.
Structured cells containing essences.
Are they satisfied?
Connectedness.
Nonlocal interaction.
Why?
Understand the individual.
Random chaotic doodlings grown cold.
Influenced by insomnia. Doodled in Paint.
The contrast.
