The Ebb and Flow of Being

Being ebbs and flows like a swarm of objects in an ocean, like the teeming wax in a lava-lamp, because we are composites made from cells. We are one being, looking at our others, then another looking back. We are all of these at once, but only acutely aware of one at a time due to the flow of language. Perhaps when we stop in the middle of a sentence, lost, another being interrupts. In a dream, we are all of the characters, and when awake we are all of our characters, not merely the one perceiving the others. These others can, and perhaps must ultimately, reflect actual other beings, objects or instances in the world; our thoughts and impressions of a friend reflect that friend as part of us. In this way we are all symbiotic with reality, rather than observing it, and like our being in the swarm of our cells, we are a being in the swarm of all cells and all atoms of data in the universe.