Trust this.

Humans have good reasons for just about everything they decide, decided, will soon decide and the do-don’t do-or decide just to wait a little longer all very re-reasoned reasonably well.

And when I observe and write the phrase “just about everything,” I actually mean “everything” in our human sense. “Everything” as an abstract—as a theoretical concept—in its purists (oops, purest) form, everything is impossible to contain.

The infinite always expands.

This confuses the finite brain, which secretly hopes, at some point in space-time to be able to explain… well…

The Highest of all numbers…
plus one.

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