Every moment branches into infinite realities
In one timeline, you turned left. The morning light caught differently. A stranger smiled. The coffee was perfect.
In another, you turned right. Rain began. You found a book. Everything changed in ways you cannot yet see.
Some paths circle back. Parallel lines meet at infinity — or sooner, if the universe is curved enough.
Each reality refracts through its own prismatic lens
You are here. In this one. Right now. And that is enough.