Just a late night thought I had once.

Perhaps this world is like a cycle, constantly repeating and repeating and repeating. endlessly like a loop: a timeless clock that slowly counts down to the end of this planet. Then the particles of our being become anew, and the cycle repeats: a new world, new people, new creatures of the land and the sea and the sky, the universe constantly stretching. A massless being that never ends. Our masses of being that reform and change into new citizens of this universe, and when a person truly believes and truly considers the potential of a different world: it shall become somewhere across this massless being with our masses of being, we will become what someone believed was simple imagination: turned into reality.

Apologies for my lowk ass grammar, im not good at this stuff....

im so tired