I wonder, more times than it is normal to do so, how many lives we’ve lived in parallel. Even in the theory of a single infinite universe, atoms can only be arranged in a finite number of ways, allowing for the repetition of infinite versions of us. Much like how all sequences of numbers in existence, from your credit card to my social security, are entangled in the expansion of Pi.
Do these lives ever vibrate with each other? Do our choices ever sync? Do the lives we live ever entangle with the lives we could have lived? Do our selves ever resonate with the person we “would’ve” been?
This lamp was an experimental concept piece I had to work out as I spent another few nights processing all these questions.