By James Wadman
A novel, a movie, and a song have a beginning and an end. Our time on earth is embraced by its limitation. The very message that I am trying to convey has its own introduction and conclusion. Then it becomes a part of the past when it is no longer a part of your thought. So what happens when the word infinity falls into your lap? Do you just smile comfortably in acknowledgement of its abstraction, or do you seek to understand the limitless? We are a part of the universe’s infinity, restricted only by the linguistic barriers that hold us from explaining the intangible sensations of being human. When we wonder, when we dream, when we love, we are a part of infinity.