(poem, freeform)
At times, I feel more real as a sum of parts, rather than a person.
I am comprised of infinitesimal systems which combine to create still larger and larger systems both concrete and abstract. I, in turn, exist as part of a system yet larger than me.
I am all that came before me, and I am all that shall come after me.
I have no name.
I am but an idea.
For this, I am immortal.
For this, I am indestructible.
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