My breath is simple and yet has much behind it, hundreds of thousands of concurrent operations synchronized together. The mind witnesses these automatic processes. And when it is added to our human being, our biological existence becomes a divinity, a conscious awareness of its existence.

The mind is the curse of knowledge, the punishment of a god for our curiosity. It is the mind which makes us strive beyond to find what could be, because we can never be satisfied with what is. So we reach out for more knowledge, more control, and more satisfaction.

But we already know too much. We know a most terrifying fact. We know our own mortality, and so we can never truly rest, until the end of our existence.