Conversations between me, I and myself. Have you ever considered that you are a microcosm of the universe, host to incessant tumultuous activity and thought, an active energy field, something, somewhere we can't quite completely understand, and yet call home. This anological relationship, that we are just a smaller universe in a larger one, allows us to blur the lines between the self, and our known universe; to let us transcend to the macro, and see things practically, against intersubjective reality, for what they are, from much higher up, and to understand that all of our actions, ideas and thoughts are but reactions to external stimuli, a constant energy cycle, infinite; and there is perhaps no idea of the self. And the possibility that our bodies are microcosms of the universe afford the probability that our 'infinite' universe is a microcosm of a microcosm of another. This may all seem very meta, and it is, but me, I and myself like to entertain ourselves with random ramblings.
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