Your gut feelings are more than superstitions.
Do you feel that?
I do not understand how you do not lead
inquisitions
about the
superposition
of your
existence.
You may choose to be blind.
But the universe will laugh, heartily,
at that.
As will I,
and the smoke,
it will curl from my lips as the corners of my mouth transcend into a delectable giggle.
And I will laugh, heartily,
at that.