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 have 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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