Because of our nature as selfish, yet cogent, beings — we fail to realize how hard the world spins while we are sleeping.

We miss so much with our eyes closed and minds dreaming.

Too many think the world ends when we stop.

I believe “the world cannot spin without my active involvement” is actually a basic autoimmune response for survival against impending mortality and decay:

“How can others live while I am not alive?“

When we begin to realize we are but an arc in the circle of life and not the ring itself — we will once again be beholden to joy and know a sorrowless now.