The Duality of a Mind

If you look up at the midnight sky in mid-august, you can see the light of thousands of stars shining throughout the universe.

It can be overwhelming at first, in fact it will always overwhelm you in a way that could not ever be recreated.

The way these celestial bodies devote their entire lives to making you feel so small, yet so safe is truly unbelievable.

There’s this paralyzing affect to the infinite universe in which we live in, so great, so entirely vast that it can never be unseen, nor unthought.

There’s something utterly magnificent in the act of looking up at something so unknown, yet so immensely enthralling.

One cannot look up at the stars without feeling the sudden urge to immediately thrive on everything life has to offer them.

They simply can’t because this world is infinite.

We, as a whole, are infinite. My love for life and the world in itself is as infinite as the exact universe in which we exist, but i don’t just want to exist.

I want to experience, I want to breathe every single drop of air on this earth, I want to fill my lungs with every culture this world beholds, let magical gardens blossom in my mind.

I want my body to become the temple in which all humans can confide, I want to meet every person, walk on every street, save everyone.

I want to be.

I want to be.

I want to be.