I’m searching for the center of infinity. I’ve heard that it’s around here somewhere. “It’s everywhere and nowhere,” my mathematician friend keeps telling me, but that makes no sense to me. I’m searching for the center of infinity so I can plant my standard there and claim everything for myself. I have control everything or I cannot be completely safe in this overwhelming infinity in which we’re stranded. I have to make it mine. Don’t worry, though. I’ll share some of it with you.
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Somewhere, I imagine, there is a dimension of pure thought and emotion. In that place there are no frail bodies to weigh on us with their infirmities. I want to disappear into the plane with you. We can sever all our ties with the other dimensions and live there forever, thinking about how lucky we are.
Hello, friends. I hope you’re well.
Later. Love.
