Of Worms and Gods
Loops or strings
Bubbles, vibrations, or portals.
The form doesn’t matter,
so much as the fact.
Our multiverse is infinite,
which means that we are infinite.
We exist in all times and all places.
We can never die.
Does that mean we’ve never lived?
Past, and present, and future are only terms.
Time is an organizational convenience,
not a set fact.
Our reality is relative
and we’re all related.
We are peasants, and worms, and dirt.
We are gods.
We are all things for all time.
We exist for a moment and
for eternity.
May as well enjoy it
as we learn to understand
and control it.
There’s so much to tell you...
Take the leap sooner.
You’ll fly longer.
Enjoy the view from way up high,
Don’t fear the fall.
You have inside you infinite possibilities
And everything you will ever be,
Growing for eternity.
Perfect and still improving.
Instead of being boxed,
You now own the sky.