Everything is connected, you are alive, and every moment counts. We drift, we push and pull on each other, and we collide. In this collision, new moments and connections are formed, sometimes old ones are broken. We are constantly in a state of push and pull, between our passions and instinct and the reality we have so exuberantly imposed upon ourselves. Drifting through life, we are separated by imaginary lines that perpetuate the idea we are all on our own and we must not concern ourselves with the trials and tribulations of others or other countries. We are all people. We are sedimentary compositions of our past. We are plates moving imminently towards our future. We are the earth and all that is inherent within and we need a new continent to wipe the slate clear and start again.