Are we all part of the whole of everything?
Is everything, everything?
Is everything god?
Are we pieces of god?
Are we as infinite as god, as everything?
Is infinity, infinite?
Through infinity would boredom emerge?
As “everything” what would be created through infinite boredom?
Would “everything” remember its creation is just a dream, within a dream?
If we are part of everything why do we die and forget?