Dissolving

When you dip a paint-brush gently into a bowl of clear water, the paint swirls around in the shapes like fractals and butterflies till it spirals into itself and vanishes in the water.

When I look deep into other people’s lives, I’m faced by a sense of awe, at the overwhelming thing that the entire universe is.

Is this what it is to feel one with the universe?
Or is this what it is to lose a sense of self?

I felt like I fell into the universe and tiny specks of me went deep into every part of it.