I suspect that with things like nuetrinos zipping through the material world with nary a care that on another level our existence makes its home much the same way inside a much bigger reality that knows we are here but does not feel us any more than the last nuetrino that just whizzed through your brain.Did you feel it?No Are you the same person you were?Also no.The scale of all things is in proportion from the visible to the invisisble.Just because it may be outside your range of perception does not give you reason to ignore it.That would be silly and it would show an earnest failing of the imagination which thrives on making mountains out of mole hills but is seldom interested in making mole hills out of mountains due to the tedious attention to detail required from such an effort.Is there any place in this universe that does not spin?Can anything be still in this realm? What would it mean?The horror of repetition and no escape are suffocating to the mind of the enlightened soul until that stillness is found there can be no comfort. Where is that quiet place in the mind?Alas sleep overtakes us mercifully because in the end it is all too much for us.To die is to awaken from a dream of a physical self that is aging with the corrosive effects of time.There is a still timeless place free from birth and death and harsh light and the pain of a body.It is my fervent hope that I find this place either in life or death.More will be revealed and that is a sure sign that something is unfolding for all of us.