Every breath I take (no, not the song by The Police, I will not be watching you) means I am connected to the universe.
Ponder this: Because argon is an inert gas, we breathe it in and out without absorbing it. When you exhale, those argon atoms re-enter the air of the room to be inhaled and exhaled by others. A year from now, those same atoms will have circulated around the entire planet, and fifteen of them will have made their way back to you to be breathed in again.
In The Sacred Balance, Suzuki quotes Shapley as saying that “Your next breath will contain more than 400,000 of the argon atoms that Ghandi breathed in his long life. Argon atoms are here from the conversations at the Last Supper, from the arguments of diplomats at Yalta, and from the recitations of the classic poets.” And from the exhalations of the dinosaurs, the whales and the sabre-toothed tigers. (here’s the link)
Argon is inert, it recirculates, it is eternal. Argon contains the history of the universe. Imagine living within the confounds of an Argon atom. Oh, the stories you could tell, “like that time I was inside Shakespeare and as he breathed me out he penned the opening words to Romeo and Juliet, or the time Jesus breathed me out on that cross, then breathed me back again three days later (or was that just a dream I had?) and don’t even get me started about Hitler”.
And what of the Argon in the rest of the universe, are we breathing that too? I dare say we are. I suddenly don’t feel so insignificant. I am connected to everything. I am everything.