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So ironic that the universe could be so simplistic that it could be picked apart, piece by piece, every aspect picked away and examined with the slightest impulse of the mind. Yet in that same instant, that same universe is so complicated that even the smallest detail, the simplest aspects of life that we take advantage of so often, could be so complex and so intricate to drive men mad at just the thought of it all.

The other night i tripped on Dexx (once again, it must be a monday thing), which i just recently discovered is also known as Skittles. What follows is an extreme hallucination that i had that night...

Somehow i became this divine spirit, overlooking the universe and everything in it. the universe consisted of a 2-dimensional plane, with our world in the center. our world is surrounded by different layers of various shapes, mostly quadrilaterals. Each different line in these shapes is a different aspect of our universe, such as time, light, color, sound, etc... I, the divine spirit, was picking off each line in the universe, simplifying it more and more with each ongoing moment (which leads me to reason that this could be why the universe is now 2D; i could have possibly picked off the 3D aspect of the universe). Finally there was only our world surrounded by one square. I, the divine spirit, saw myself, the human form, in the center of this square, surrounded by my peers, family, and friends. As i slowly pulled apart the dry corners of the square, everything turned to nothingness. Everything and everyone was gone. And it wasnt just material ithings in this world that were gone. Every aspect of the known universe had been destroyed. The very laws and regulations of the universe had disappeared. Gravity, light, sound, time, the universe itself, all was gone, lost forever in the endless abyss. You, me, everything. Gone. It was that moment that i realized that everything was lost and it was all my fault. There was no way of going back. I ruined everything. It was all my fault. And then a small glimmer of light flickered, and then it was back. The square had come back. The white light, glowing off of the square, was radiating out, stretching, like rays of the sun, creating more squares. Because of the absolute void, the lack of being, the universe was recreating itself. there was still hope that somehow it would all go unnoticed, forgotten at the blink of an eye.

So i ask you, my friends, whenever you see a clock, whenever you are typing on the computer, whenever you are adding up your checkbook, stop. Stop and think. Who came up with the idea of time? how did they choose the intervals? who made all these familiar shapes to represent our human lanuguage that we call the alphabet? Who created the numerical and mathematical system? And how does it all piece together, so perfectly, like a puzzle? Just for even a brief moment, just stop an think. How did our world become the way it is today?