"stop acting so small, you are the universe in ecstatic motion" Rumi told me. "you are but numbered days" al-Hasan al-Basri told me.
ultimately I forget time will move faster.
so I should cling to the natural fibres. so true, existence acts as a camouflage against them. where holding a needle thin fibre to my eye, peering through so that the light refracts and my vision warps beyond by body and to the reality,
I find a cluster of stars called Serenity that acts as large as the universe.