YOU ARE IMMORTAL

Did you know there are 7,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 atoms in the human body, and each and every one of them are billions of years old. There are more atoms in your body than there have been nanoseconds in the history of the planet. 

You are immortal, timeless. You’ve existed for billions of years. Matter cannot be created or destroyed. You can shatter it, break it down, demolish it, even explode it, but you can’t destroy it, so your body is literally as old as the universe, but in diverse manifestations because you are life, and life cannot die. You are in the rainforests, the underwater reefs, the mountains, the deserts, the air, the moon, the butterflies, the sun. Every breath you take is composed of atoms that have been around for a very long time, and was possibly breathed by Jesus, Atilla the Hun, Mozart and the first caveman.

You are existence. 

Wherever you go, you are there waiting for yourself.

But not only that, half the atoms in your body also came from across the universe. The Milky Way is an extragalactic atom soup. Fuck me, you’re made of incredible stuff! Just think about that! At the most unfathomable level you are the universe expressing itself in human form – at least for a little while!    

There are about one septillion stars in the universe, of which the sun is just one. Now the sun was fashioned from a cloud of fumes and vapour and dust 4.56 billion years ago. And some of the atoms in your body were part of that cloud. Yet before that they were part of another cloud that formed an earlier star that no longer exists. And that star was made of angel dust, which over countless billions of years found its way to earth and into you. 

You are merely angel dust reprocessed many times over, enriched with the celestial and heavenly elements inside exploding stars. And when the heavenly bodies align and your psyche dances with the universe … that’s spiritual synchronicity.

All we’re made of is just star stuff and angel dust. So now look at you, all aglow with light. You’re practically rhapsodic!

Copyright © Karl Wiggins