It seems movement is everywhere… in our body, our blood flow, our electromagnetic field, our thoughts and our brain, our biology. In the world around us, the cycle of water, the cycle of life, the cycle of natures. Even in our building, slow movement through the years or centuries. It seems movement is everywhere… and still we curb it every day sitting again and again, thinking and thinking again and again…an illusion of immobility? An illusion of control?
A Fish on a Hill 