My mind is a quagmire of thought,
of not knowing,
of inner and outer action.
But perhaps you think that when I am still,
because you think or believe I am still,
that I am still...
let me say, "I am never STILL."
My atoms, my particles,
of which you cannot see (get a microscope),
are in Constant Motion.
So, you see,
you might just not see it...
but I am always going.
You are too.