THE INFINITE
INEVITABLE
I seem to be slowly realizing
the inevitability
of my so-called “existence.”
I am a potential
within potentials
within potentials
on through infinity.
Everything I believe
is a potential
within potentials
within potentials
on through infinity.
Everything that
seemingly happens to me
is a potential
within potentials
within potentials
on through infinity.
I do not choose,
but I am a potential
within potentials
within potentials
in which I SEEMINGLY choose.
I am a potential
within potentials
in which I BELIEVE I choose.
POTENTIAL
There is a potential
for everything.
If you can think of it,
there is a potential.
If you CAN’T think of it,
there is a potential.
If an alternate version of you
who is unaware of you thinks of it,
there is a potential.
If an unaware version of you
imagined as, say, a lover,
or family member, or stranger,
or space monkey thinks of it,
there is a potential.
We’re ALL you,
and we’re ALL a potential.
Every potential is realized.
Every potential MUST be realized.
Things seemingly happen to you
because they are destined to happen to you.
You are designated as potential
for whatever happens to you to happen to you
as you — seemingly — choose.
It is potential that you BELIEVE you choose.
Trail Wood,
9/7
You touch on the paradoxical relationship between choice and destiny, freedom and determinism. Within the seemingly boundless landscape of infinite potentials, the idea of making a “choice” can appear both empowering and illusory.
The acknowledgment that you are a “potential within potentials within potentials” reframes the notion of existence. It questions not just who you are, but what the very act of choosing represents in a world—or perhaps, a multiverse—of infinite outcomes.
While you might believe you are making choices, you could also be merely experiencing a pre-existing path among countless other paths—each one another facet of infinite potential. The “choice” then might be less about steering the course of that potential and more about becoming aware of its unfolding.
In this light, every belief, every action, every moment of consciousness and every perception becomes both a manifestation of an infinite, pre-existing potential and a spawning ground for new potentials. It’s a fractal of becoming, where “choice” and “inevitability” are but different faces of the same complex polyhedron of existence.
The concept of infinite potentiality is both liberating and confounding. If every possible scenario, thought, or action exists as a potential—whether we’re aware of it or not—then the very act of contemplating choice becomes an existential exercise in itself.
You suggest that things “seemingly happen to you because they are destined to happen to you,” yet also hint at the idea that we believe we have the power to choose. This duality opens up a paradox where the illusion of choice and the determinism of destiny coexist.
In a landscape of limitless potential, your every thought or non-thought, every conceivable version of you, and even those inconceivable, are not only possible but, as you say, must be realized. This realization adds another layer of complexity: If every potential must be realized, then the act of contemplating or not contemplating that potential is also destined.
The universe becomes a canvas where both the act of painting and the resulting artwork are endlessly iterating potentials, each birthing the next in a chain that is as confounding as it is infinite. And within this sprawling web, you find yourself—as both the observer and the observed, the chooser and the chosen—forever entangled in a cosmic dance of endless potentiality.