Listen...

'cause this is it. The little things, all the little things, tiny and inconsequential, are a greater part of the whole. They make up everything else. Everything is interconnected. This is a big idea. There is no stop, no end, to getting littler and littler. It's infinite and it encompasses everything and everything is a very big, big thing. The little things are big. They are opposites, the little and the big. They defy each other and this makes all the previous things I just said meaningless. There is no meaning. There's is only nothing. Nothing is an infinite concept and so it's big, but it's meaningless or, that is to say, it's meaning is small, insignificant, negligible. Everything's meaning is small and meaningless and negligible, but when you put all those small meaningless things together, you get everything and everything is big. Everything is made up of tiny little things.

Infinity stretches in both directions and never meets, but it is also cyclical.

Everything is one and everything is it's opposite and not unified because opposites are part of the greater whole. It doesn't matter, it may not matter, and it's stupid, but I'm pretty sure it's the building blocks that put together our lives. We rest upon cyclical, infinite, meaningless logic that somehow combines to make feelings. There are the complex thoughts made out of an infinity of teeny tiny little bits of logic.

Do you understand?

Of course not Of course you do.