Updated: Mar 12
i've been thinking
everything comes down to circles.
from the tiniest specks of dust to the planetary orbit,
don't you think there are multiverses within an atom, in the same way our solar system is a series of concentric rings?
stretching on and on and on,
round and around,
encircled in one another
interesting how the act of living is a conversation within this endless embrace
how we maintain the most delicate balancing acts,
because once I learned about Zeno's paradox in my algebra class and my heart softened like sand into pearls
and i wondered if it could have been felt a million,
trillion miles from where I was,
that tiniest shift in the paradigm
and it seems like i am always reaching for somebody halfway away and halfway away and halfway away
"nothing is truly touching"
It’s the gaps between our fingers and the space between our teeth
things that can never, will never, should never be closed.
there's infinite space between finite spaces,
I think about how pi stretches beyond comprehension
so full of circles
balanced meticulously so everything may coexist next to each other without ever actually intersecting
the same way two parallel lines may never meet
the same way there will be people you see every single
who you never
without gravity, imagine our collisions
could stars fall, crashing in a day?
would we utterly implode, atoms touching, finally bridging the vast infinity?
you don’t ask strangers in the supermarket intimate, existential questions;
once we are freed of our terrible inhibitors