/sci/ - Science & Math

>>16120325
I've taken up gardening, and this is what I came up with from contemplating my mammoth sunflowers.

The universe is a comfy little place, like a sunflower seed. Since having prophetic dreams is a universal experience, this means physical reality is merely a husk that encloses the embryonic leaves of the collective subconscious. The leaves grow from a singular germ that some call God. Like a germ in mathematics, it is everything and yet nothing. And it contains far more information than the derivatives of any function-element.

When the leaves open, the shell is ejected. People who live meaningless lives of seeking money and sex are cut off and destroyed in the blink of an eye. I don't know what it would mean for that to happen to the universe, but I do see it happening in microcosms like the collapsing west. This is why I have to laugh when people call others incels and get trooned out themselves. Loving money is no different.

Be as a smooth function-element with singularities on the boundary of the domain you were given. Bigger does not equal more interesting.