we dont know whats in our ocean.
we dont even know how to use our full brain.
"you are one in seven billion. no one else is you! you are special!"
you are brainwashed. there is no need to feel unique when someone else has stolen all your characteristics. even if a single person doesnt possess all my traits, they can still have one or more. their brain is no different from my brain i just choose to make mine pick itself apart like a crow devouring a rotting animal because nothing else satisfies the everlasting hunger for knowledge like thoughts of throwing yourself off a 26 story building. someone else has my eyes. my hair. my charm. my lack of empathy. my skills. my dislikes.
i may be me, but you can find me in several different people lined up at the start of the universe waiting to be thrown into an endless sea of mental disorders and disappearing self control. like how radiation kills invisibly, human nature will do just the same. is it the instinct to rise above and be best or the absolute fear we'll end up alone. and as social animals, that will be hell. till i turn myself around and fight against the inner dispute but i am just a person. a child maybe. a one in seven billion with no uniqueness. i think the concept of that would rip people apart, it sure has me.
then, you can think about parallel universes. a person, thinking what i think. doing what i do. saying what i say. then there are an infinite of exactly me. beyond that, there are an infinite of me who are smarter, more handsome, better logically inclined than i can ever hope to be so i sit here bathing in whatever dreams i hope to accomplish knowing i will never be as good as the next. we dont know what is in our ocean.
how are we supposed to know whats in my head.
