My Own Connotation of Infinity

My own connotation of infinity

Neither great nor worse

nor surviving or thriving

Preserving some might assume

but what is being infinite?

The very idea of life, is it not?

As so does need

But are these ideas infinite?

Are they the connotation of infinity?

Is being infinite melancholy?

When one is infinite, does one absorb the world?

Learn and experience and observe and . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Everything?

Or are they in bondage?

bond to everything, overwhelmed with sight, sound, pain, hunger, smell, taste, exuberance, living

Is being infinite experiencing everything

or continual living

but never dying

though their spirit might

What new qualities does an infinite take upon themselves

or lose?

My connotation of infinity

is continual dying

but never dead.

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