Only Echoes, Endlessly Repeating

Existence is infinite, a very unpalatable concept to a mind that was raised on what it can see and touch.

You will tell me that infinity is a well-defined concept and human beings have no difficulty grasping it, but I beg to differ.

We get it in theory, at an intellectual level, but not in the way we understand that if we stand up and walk fifty paces, we will move our bodies from this room to the other room.

We know what a room looks like, we have no trouble with the concept of walking and the difference between ‘here’ and ‘there’.

We don’t really understand ‘no matter how far, take one more step’.