When I took my poetry class in school. I read an e. e. cummings poem. I don’t mind eels except how they feels and maybe as meals. I knew there was hope for me.

I do have a funny perception of mine I'd like to share. Being basically a lifetime poet. I've had many people say "I don't like poetry" But they'll listen to song after song that rhymes on the end in couplets Just a thought...

PTSD will be the worlds greatest horror for those that survive an all out Nuclear War.

PTSD in its rawest form is a death sentence which causes many veterans and others to execute themselves in hope to be free.

Many call it the 1000 yard stare and can't realize the pain when PTSD takes us there

If there are "Infinite Dimensions" then there would be infinite alternate
realities, and if there are infinite alternate realities we would exist
in almost all of them that would make all of us omnipresent.
And if anyone of those beings was connected with all knowledge in all the realities they would fall under what most call a God..