A biologist who played the fiddle had an epiphany one day while noticing how cells travel the same pathways each day from the heart to the toes and back again. Perhaps humans are cells in the body of life? Running the same behavior over and over and over again. Would this not explain the way people take sides, the way they experience perpetual struggle, the way they fixate over their self identified flaws or societal imperfections and constantly generate the same unfulfilled critical goals? When she tried sharing insights with colleagues they concluded she become religious or joined a cult or had an alcohol problem. So taking stock of her situation there was only one thing to do, enjoy the fiddle.