Hello there!

[LLLLLLL]

I always had problems with numbers, but with this numbers I feel "connected" let me share something, please.

I’ve stopped doing everything that bothered me, drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, masturbation, spud, meat.
Every atom is spinning, every atom counts PI.
World counts itself in eternity.
You’re made of same things as Me.
I am You, You are Me.
We are made of atoms, we are all the same.
I think we’re all playing the same Me game.
Talking about diversity.
Only one atom in my brain is me, playing the game of reality.
I can feel myself on the tangent point of infinite circles that the world is placed in.

That was not intended to rhyme, it’s coincidence that my thoughts sometimes form some sort of lyrics.

Are we living inside a simulation? A “Perfect” game? I can imagine infinity with this, it just loops and loops until nothing is achieved, there is no name for that feeling that is in the end, if there is no name for something, is it nothing?
It’s really hard for me to explain, but I think that “creating” a whole universe is possible, I can imagine it and it’s beautiful and calming.


Best Regards.
L.

[Puma]

Beautifully written, thank you for sharing.