You ever feel like the world is actually a very rich and interesting place with tons of fascinating things to think and...

Naw I caught up with Civil War.

Talk to me like a Floridian, love.

That image... thank you. I think you are truly right because you speak from your heart.

I'm not a robot, I actually love people and love the world around me. It's myself that I hate.

Yeah well you better. Study that Civil War man because I swear not ALL of us are crazy......... "Institution! (You're driving me crazy!)"

The beauty of living is the fact that there are so many unique perspectives of the universe. You come across many yourself sometimes by accident, and it can open up whole new doors or give you new optimism and wonderment. And the fact that these seemingly infinite number of unique takes on the universe is absolutely unfathomable to us all at once, there are so many THINGS that we can't think of. There are so many little odd nooks and crannies in this rich, deep, and textured world. The simplest stop sign can be a beautiful marvel if looked at a certain way, with certain knowledge or from a certain perspective.

I am not sure if "perspectives" is the right word, what I am talking about is more abstract. I don't know how to explain it and I don't even know if you people know what I am on about.

For instance, I listened to this youtube.com/watch?v=ZpsVvEnR-24
while walking 2 days ago and I got that "feel" again. The feel that I can't fathom how many living beings are living unique takes of consciousness, a grass field can illicit so many different thought patterns from different people. A simple thought or concept can illicit so many different things in the mind as well. For some reason I get random flashes of locations that I have never been to, I feel the tingling in the feet and behind the eyes and the world starts to go fuzzy as I break out of a new mental skin. The universe folds back around me and all of time that ever has happened and ever will happen is zipping past me in a blurry haze. Billions of people are going about their business and I feel all of them through my walls, and I suddenly don't feel alone, but apart of something that I am another representative of.

unique perspectives* of the universe

en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Multiverse

I meant universes*, not perspectives*, if that wasn't clear from the FTFY.

I know what you are getting at but that is not where I am coming from. I don't mean all the possible splits of reality that are or aren't available, if that even is a scientific fact.

What I am talking about has more to do with the mind or spirit or whatever. If you try to explain it in the literal sense it's hopeless, but through art we can curveball our meanings and hope we contact another brain with the nearly the same original idea.

You can try to explain it any number of ways but words will never hit the mark, because language is beyond simplistic compared to the immensely complex functions of our brains.

yo that song was dope
thanks

Mmmm, I love you my little Floridian. Keep talking crazy.