“Stoned” by a stillness

On the way to chase holiday lights in the Big Apple, half asleep and half awake, while the bus traverses a static winter landscape in the north, it feels surreal and palatable, for it is moving and not moving at the same time, as the mind travels fluidly between the realms of consciousness and subconsciousness. The world space and the mind space become one seamlessly, so immense that it contains everything, and still. All of a sudden I realize that the most effective power may not come from action or pure force.