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Quantum jumping

Quantum jumping is my hobby these days, Some might call it madness in a nutshell. But don’t you remember our plays? Astral projection to break the spell; Switching timelines into an alternate life, Another version of me in a different hell. I try to escape this complex strife, Then I remember that I’ve got my bell, Saves me in any time and in any life; I can feel it’s sacred frequencies in every cell. You might be asking yourself, What a whimsical hobby to have, But do not laugh, whispers my Higher Self, Embrace your hobbies, be brave. They are imprints encoded in our genes, And they shape our cosmic machines.

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