friction

This world is friction. Walk is friction. Talk is friction. Thinking is friction. Relationship is friction. Even love needs a lubricant. The move toward homogeneity (sameness) and the move toward heterogeneity (difference) is ongoing. Neither goes away nor should or this world will disappear. These two simultaneous counter moves creating such friction are balanced by a third force: stillness. A dynamic stillness moving with (not against) the friction. This stillness is at our core.