Morning begins.
Waking up.
Feeding the cat.
Eating breakfast.
A little exercise.
Checking the internet,
reading the notifications.
Then the computer turns on,
and the world begins to be written.
A story—
so that a universe may exist.
Letter by letter,
each word transforms
into an Omniverse.
Even this poetic fragment
is part of a world—
or perhaps
one small world
within the Omniverse.
He exists
in the real world.
He stands beside the author.
Everywhere,
there are characters—
he,
she,
countless others.
As long as people think—
and even when they do not—
worlds are born.
From birth,
to evolution.
From evolution,
into pure concepts.
In a single day,
how many worlds
are born from reality?