Form and spirit bumped heads, this infinite cascading of reality moving down the middle expanding between their pressures is form with spirit. Now that we are aware of the fall, will we allow ourselves to free fall to the floor or will we engineer a shoot to slow our descent? Can we will ourselves to be good enough to share, be peaceful towards one another, for a moment to think for the care of all so our pride can allow us to survive this fall because we are something entirely new, greater than the sum of our predecessors, and are here to help one another create a future not necessary dictated by calender distracting us from our true mission?