Existential Crisis of the Mind

What if, in a parallel universe, the sky was red and plants glowed when you brushed by them?

What if, in a parallel universe, humans never crawled from the mud and muck to take that first gasp of air?

What if, in a parallel universe, caves were never warmed by the masters of fire?

What if, in a parallel universe, Gods were never forged as a means of control?

What if, in a parallel universe, metal birds never soared through the air?

What if, in a parallel universe, the atom never split?

What if, in a parallel universe, my heart never broke?

What if,

in a parallel universe,

we were all energy in the same neural matrix?