A particle is a field waving at us.
A localized "hi" from the high-energy.
A speck of "here" in a sea of "everywhere."
We spend our lives chasing the dust, forgetting it’s the dance that gives the dust its form.
The field doesn’t just exist; it insists.
It crests, it waves, and for a moment, it is seen.
Don't be a stranger to the strange.
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