Recursion is funny, and weird. You know what that is? For instance when you have mirrors in front and behind you. You can see your back through the other mirror. But if you continue to look you can also see the mirror that you are looking into now … from another source. And the virtual mirror reflects the very thing that is reflecting the original. And this continues to infinity. As I have often stared into the abyss my very soul gets the creeps. I mean am I creating a black hole. In san Fran there are parks that instead of nature has buildings. But even though you have buildings in parks in collections of buildings. You then see that those very buildings are special indeed. And as I walk past the monolith, whatever that thing is called, I get the creeps.
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