"Perception is Reality" Most people live their average lives and don't like to think outside the box. When your outside this "box" you'll find out your on a wonderous planet. Little did you know... the world isn't flat, you live in a galexy surounded by galexies in a "Multiverse."
Even for Enlightened thinkers, the world could be 100 times bigger then the greatest imagination. There are too many people out there with linear thoughts that can notice the other 12 dimentions. If you don't know about the 12 deimentions, your going to struggle with the 13th. The one scientists are tryin to figure out. They belieeve the 13th dimention holds the key to putting the two greatest scientific discoveries:
The TH3ORY of relativity and Quantum TH3ORY.Ever heard of String TH3ORY? String theory is believed to contain what most scientists call the "God" Particle.String TH3ORY evolved into what is now called "M" th3ory.M th3ory lead to the discovery of what's now know as the "Multiverse."And here humans thought they were living on only ONE universe? How foolish of us...But when is it suppose to end...?
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i wrote in charcole on your bathroom tile floor the word "live."
ReplyDeleteeach day i came back i saw you added something new to it.
"live freely," it said.
and i asked you,
"do we really live freely?"
you only replied by blinking,
leaving clumps of mascara on the self of your cheek.
"live freely, carelessly," it said.
"are you really careless?"
i asked, "do you really not care about me?"
you replied my kneeling in a pool of your own tears leaving salt water stains on your black dress.
"live freely, carelessly, painlessly," it said.
"havent you ever felt pain?"
i asked.
you replied by ripping off a band aid from your arm.
"live freely, carelessly, painlessly, lovingly," it said.
"what is love?"
i asked.
you replied by feeling your pulse and walking away somewhat disappointed.
"i dont live freely," you said, "im bound by so many things in so many ways."
i noticed, then, that you had taken your make up off.
"i dont live carelessly," you said, "i care far too much about too many things. so much to the point of anxiety."
i noticed, then, the empty box of tissues next to you.
"i dont live painlessly," you said, "ive been hurt too many times."
i noticed, then, the scar on your arm.
"i dont live lovingly," you said, "i dont know what love is."
i noticed, then, the wings on your back.
"live freely, carelessly, painlessly, lovingly," it said.
the only word that was left was the word i wrote,
live.
i looked at my surroundings: dirt walls, and a grass ceiling.
so i went and crossed out that word, live.
"im not really living," i told you, "i lied."