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.