there's really nothing that separates the atoms of our body with that of our surroundings, there's not a "do not cross" line that our atoms follow and yet they do? what's up with that? where do i end? where do i start? we never really touch anything, too, thanks to electrons repelling themselves in the different things around us.
where do we start? where do we end? our atoms will go back to wherever they came from once we're dead, the cosmos, the earth, space.
we're all connected, an atom of mine could be now out in the open, waiting for you to pass by and "ingest" it, or it could be already with you. we're all the same and one.
and yet we are all separate. we're all our own atoms. we all have our beginnings and our ends.
we're all our each different person and that blows my mind.
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philosophy wasn't ever really my thing
Puisithe doubts of the human mind are as eternal as the amount of galaxies in the universe
