Everything is Everything Else

 In the ebb and flow of the universe, the same particles create the largest suns and the smallest grains of sand; it is as if the quantum forces penetrate down into the very essence of reality. Chaotically (or not), the existence of reality perpetuates itself through the combinations of physical matter and "negative space," a concept which contemporary art embraces and explores. We know now that there really is no such thing as empty space; tiny quantum forces are always present such as something known as back wave radiation. The waves, forces, and particles are always moving as if commuting through a cosmic Grand Central Station; I wonder if we will ever truly understand their true destination.