I am traveling through time and eternity. Space and infinity. Descending ever smaller, I can stand on the endless plains of an atom of carbon. It might be an atom on your finger. Descending into that atom reveals another universe. Time has no meaning. Even smaller, I see stars. And those stars have planets. Those planets have people. People with fingers made out of carbon molecules just like you. If I decide to get bigger, I know it's endless.
This existence is awesome.
You should really appreciate it.
Great fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite 'em, And little fleas have lesser fleas, and so ad infinitum. And the great fleas themselves, in turn, have greater fleas to go on; While these again have greater still, and greater still, and so on.
(this one's not mine, by the way)
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