Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Whirlwind

You may have seen this computer animation on APOD of DNA packing and replication. If so, it really doesn't need any comment. It speaks for itself more eloquently than I could.

Still, let me add a few words.

All this is going on in almost every cell of my body as I sit here at my laptop. All of this is going on in the nucleus of cells that are 100 times smaller than the period at the end of this sentence. All of this molecular activity is going on continuously without any conscious participation on my part. Without any awareness by me.

And yet I would not be, I would not exist, without this unceasing activity.

My body is a whirlwind. Even when I sleep my cells seethe -- spinning, weaving, winding, compacting, unwinding, copying. This is what it means to be alive, this invisible stirring, this wind of atoms blowing through my body, this wind of connectivity built into the very foundations of the universe. All the rest -– falling in love, eating ice cream, watching a sunset, awareness of self –- is gravy.

And it came to pass, as they still went on, and talked, that, behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horses of fire, and parted them both asunder; and Elijah went up by a whirlwind into heaven.