serving our life sentence

We are serving a life sentence. We like to think of ourselves as the nouns of this sentence, the static states that control the entire sentence (that we forget that we are serving). We like to think of ourselves as the subjects and the objects of that sentence. Infatuated, we kiss ourselves on our own lips. "I seem to be a verb," says Buckminster Fuller, inventor of the geodesic dome. Yes. We are re-verb-erations. This is how we serve the sentence. We are not the one who stands and looks nor the one who sits and receives. We are the ongoing flow. We are the Tai Chi of the Cosmos.