Multiverse Of Madness Quotes

Have you ever truly, keenly felt like you don't know who you are? Do you ever do something and think, Who is at the controls? Like some mad pilot has locked you out of the cockpit? I definitely do. I feel a kind of vertigo that makes me shake afterwards. I guess we all feel it when making a difficult-seeming choice, and sometimes you seriously don't know what you want because you don't know who you're supposed to be, or who you want to be. Physics, my first and second families, my philosophy degree, had all failed to help me answer that question. The former has led me to wonder whether I am one of an infinite number of Alices in multiple universes. A quantum fuck-up, which is someone who fucks up in every one of those universes but in different ways.

Atlantis sinks. Serves it right. Red hates the place. For one thing, there are so many Atlantises, always sinking, in so many strands: an island off Greece, a mid-Atlantic continent, an advanced pre-Minoan civilization on Crete, a spaceship floating north of Egypt, on and on. Most strands lack Atlantis altogether, know the place only through dreams and mad poets’ madder whispers.

Multiverse theorists are certainly stark mad. They cannot make a worm, yet they will be making entire universes without a second thought.

In an environment of perfect love, comparisons mad no sense.

Now Elric was caught up in a kind of intradimensional hurricane, in which a thousand reverses ocurred within his brain at once and he became a thousand other creatures for an instant, and where he lived through more than ten other lives; a fate only minimally different from the one that was familiar to him; and so vast did the multiverse become, so unthinkable, that he began to go mad as he attempted to make sense of just a fraction of what laid siege to his sanity.

I used to be a solipsist. When I was a solipsist, I didn’t believe that others existed. I believed in my own consciousness and only my own consciousness. Solipsists face a lonely existence, I can assure you that based on personal experience. What a prison the subjective reality of solipsism is. Solipsism drove me insane. Literally. Fortunately, I now realize it is not a truth in the multiverse that other minds do not exist. As such, I know my mind is not a prison of loneliness. I am surrounded by beings that love me and that I love. So are you.