The hardest part about growing up with an odd mind was adapting to school. As the years progressed, I found it more and more difficult to hold my attention in nearly all subjects, and I’d drift off to another land.
Eventually, things got to the point where trying to teach me anything was useless, so forget it. Meanwhile, I was up in the clouds and in for a much harder lesson down the track.
Another Level? No, Another World!
If everyone were born with the exact same qualities, it would be a fairly dull place. Wouldn’t you agree?
Truth is, I don’t know much about genes, except surely they must always carry more than what meets the eye, no matter how far along the evolutionary line we humans travel. As something new gets found, something else is also closer to being found sooner or later.
Nowadays, I’m thinking less that our Universe has an edge or is somewhat contained by a barrier regardless of what Science has to say, which at the moment no one solidly knows or wants to claim. And that my High-Def Omnidirectional Screen can view an infinite potential or every possible arrangement of pixels (matter/light/molecules/quarks) on my monitor, and perhaps even more. Because suddenly, within those pixels are simply MORE smaller pixels as I keep looking beyond them in my intrigue. It seems my resolution won’t stop increasing, similar to the real world of ever-increasing technological advances. “To what end does this go?” I keep asking myself.