To exist in this instance is to exist in every instance. Time folds, expands, and contracts, but the act of being—conscious, alive, aware—anchors us across it all. We are infinite in the present because the present holds every version of us, past and future, still unfolding. #foodforthought #gaia

What do you think? Are we looking at #infinity, or through it? #think #awareness #consciousness

Are we alone in the universe?

So what if …the #drones we are seeing on the coastal end is related to a government search for a ☢️ threat 😬😬…I mean why else would the US gov not really shed any light on it… What are these Drones searching for??? #newjersey #uap #terrorist???

Another gym bop #apple #applemusic

So what if consciousness isn’t the observer of infinity, but an expression from it? A way for the infinite to look inward, to know itself not as everything all at once, but as one moment at a time. #fyp #universe

Gym vibes… 🪐🪐🪐

We experience it in fleeting moments.The feeling of your body in motion,of being alive. A pause in a conversation when words fail and yet you understand something deeper. The infinity of small things that remind us we’re here alive, and somehow aware of our own awareness.

It’s strange how the more we stretch toward understanding infinity—through space, time, or even the endless depths of thought—the more we realize its edges are nowhere to be found. Maybe we are part of that infinity. Not separate, not small, but connected in a way we can’t yet articulate.

Consciousness feels so small, like a flicker in the endless expanse of space. But what if it’s not? What if we are the way infinity observes itself ?

Lately, I’ve been wondering: Are we just spectators to this vastness, or is there something in us—something finite—that echoes the infinite?