Feeling artistic tonight, aparently...

[usernamenumber]

Two people embrace on the side of the road, and as cars rush by I reflect on the driver's perspective, seeing strangers in passing. A moment of enormity, perhaps, but viewed from another universe. For a time, each is a player on the other's stage as cosmoses touch before diverging again. In those times, the implications of these other universes' existences, outside of one's own but as expansive and ineffable, become for a moment inescapable. And if one ventures further to multiply that by the people in the world... it is at times like this that I wonder how people ever bring themselves to end one another. How much better would the world be if we only stopped to consider the universes we pass on the side of the road?