These elementary particles hold together the quarks that lie at the heart of matter.
By Scott Tanner/ A Short Story
Once upon a time, two spirits were on a collision course; unaware, unbridled and forever free, so they thought. As they made contact, they never slowed down, and instead of repelling off one another, they went right through each other. A momentary possession? Perhaps. Giving pause, both unnerved both invaded, both wanting to continue and continue on they did; faster than before, as if to run away from that which is giving chase.
As we all know the Lord has a sense of humor. She had placed the two on the same orbital plane, but they moved in opposite directions. Time and time again she and her angel buddies had a good laugh watching these two engage and take umbrage with one another. Every time they collided, one could hear their laughter; even God herself would have a good chuckle.
However, a hundred years later, the two came to not only anticipate their encounters but welcome the act of engagement, taking solace in knowing that they would always show up. Today, as they touch, they become saddened as “push” turns to “pull”. They know that they can slow down but only for a moment’s pause and a quick embrace; it wasn’t so long ago when things used to be so simple, but now and forevermore they’ve come to, both accept and concurrently deny, their love of love.
To “Be” they’ve been; on “Being” they’re incarcerated; only when their bodies remain entwined and in motion can they travel to a “State of Becoming”. A place where even “Matter” can never really matter. They come, they become one, and they separate. Leaving both unnerved, both invaded, both to continue on, moving faster than ever before, towards that, which never gave chase.