Each portion of the universe contains a string. When it plucks itself it sings out the harmonics of its existence. The other strings hear and answer in kind.
Maybe I do know where I’m going…or not so much where, as why I’m going: trying to catch the beat.
When I feel without direction, I find solace in jumping from note to note, beat to beat, song to song.
God is a conductor & life is a concert. Let’s dance?