We are all nothing ,you know.
Just a bunch of wiggles. We know
not how or why, we just wiggle.
The words and symbols we use
to describe the impossibility
of what is going on around us
will never amount to anything.
They exist only in minds, the
universe connects much beyond
anything we can see or think.
Or how we consider thinking
something we do, and our heartbeat
is something that happens to us.
How much of me is me?
How much experience does it take,
for me to be me?
The answer is, of course, infinite.
Time is only relevant in the
Eternal Present, which is how
we experience the world,
... but often forget it.