i am such a fucking idiot.

The Universe is filled with mindscapes: oceans and islands of thought, continents that ripple with canyons and sierras of joy and fear. The mind is studded with stars. The mind is a jar into which space is poured. The Universe is a convoluting brain. The Universe is, therefore it thinks. It thinks me. I am, therefore I am thought. The Universe and I is One.

this journal is pretty much friends only. but i'll probably add whoever if anyones really interested.