I am part of this bewildering multiplicity that is the cosmos.
I can feel stars, glowing in my chest, mountains pushing out of my mind and life, struggling to live in this body prison.
And history, carving the paths ahead, and history wiping out the road behind.
And constant effort, and ideas and wisdom which forces me to be.
For I swear. To be infinite.
(And now I want to read, the perks of being a wallflower )