On average, life seems to go on for a pretty long time. But if someone, say God, was observing as a whole, over a higher plane, the lives of people, what would they be like?
Birth to death. Point A to point B. In time and in space…they would come and go.
They would come whirling, approach incidences, experiences, relationships, emotions, actions, people and lift up to carry along some pieces of these just like a tornado does. Life and time form an analogy, one that is intertwined like the narrow tunnel, the stem of a tornado.
But it’s such a funny thing, isn’t it, to live Life and experience the years and years … but from a terrifically large perspective that we cannot even fathom, like the farthest point in the universe, all a person’s life really is, is just a tiny shift in the air for about a second, let alone a tornado?
Talking of which, so are videos like this one:
Notice how sometimes tornadoes form by the joining of a column from above with a column from below to form a single connecting one (the umbilical cord before birth)? And when they die, the two columns separate from each other where the column from top comes apart from the bottom one. (The spirit leaving the earthly body).
Nature, I bow to the powers of thee! (And to the guts of storm chasers/people filming the above video!).