Once upon a time, an expanded entity felt fear, wanted to move, reached a limit, and instinctively tried to strengthen its center. This story begins with contraction, clamming up, protecting, concentrating, gathering together, accreting, becoming smaller, shorter, tighter, resting at the end of an inhaled breath, fetal position, eyes closed, attention on one point.

A story like this could last a billion years, beyond space, outside of time, open until the contraction starts and the world begins. Or this kind of tale might be over in a picosecond, as fast as an electron orbital decay, the speed of a photon, the fusion of hydrogen; all that energy in a single spot giving rise to everything else in a bang.

Materials are all around us, unorganized, chaotic, natural, and we wait with anticipation to see what will emerge.

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