Some times I get overwhelmed by… perspective. It's a catharthic, cosmological crying. The sheer… vastness, improbable infinity of whatever it is that this is.
A very healthy response to knowing your place in this [[the infinite fractal splintering of our self looking at our self]], I am sure. Also:
I have had three of those experiences in 2021. They have been incredibly catharthic, and may just be placeholders for me to let steam out in lieu of confronting more down-to-earth issues. IDK 🤷♀️.
2021-06-16 It's a little like the spiritual awakening / I'm not crazy meme.