The glass tips and falls towards the floor; it is still whole and perfect, but in another instant it will no longer exist. This is of course just a symbol for the unalterable change that occurs all around us, and within us every moment. It has long struck me how effortlessly we build our perception of a world of permanence from the actual mutable existence that we all live in. It is a wonderful trick that we are each capable of; even more so because it does not reflect reality. Our perception of time is subjective, but even more than this time itself is relative and not a constant. The atoms that make up everything we know are themselves comprised of almost completely empty space. Our existence as we understand it is based upon a certain perspective, and it is very interesting what it is that you see when your perception shifts a bit. Given enough time everything disappears; which leaves us only with the moment we are in – a moment where a glass descends perfect and intact forever.