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mm. I might be oscillating.

sometimes I feel like an individual with company. sometimes I feel like god, and to identify as an individual feels lonely.

I gotta be clear: I am not god in a way that you are not. nothing about this is a claim to exceptionalism, except in the way that we are all individually and distinctly exceptional.

modeling this in terms of oscillation — a wave — gives me something I can work with.

if I feel like the singleton awareness in the universe for a second, then great, let that be without trying to be Isaac at the same time. let that be exactly what it is, scan for available gifts, and use them with the knowledge that I will feel more like Isaac-with-company again soon. don't be both at once.

A man stands inside a glossy, mirror-paneled elevator taking a selfie with his phone in his right hand. He’s wearing a dark beanie that covers most of his short hair, and his closely trimmed beard frames a subtle, playful smirk. Under an unzipped, charcoal-gray hoodie, he has on a simple white T-shirt paired with gray sweatpants, through which his bulge is visibly outlined—an intentional, non-abusive acknowledgment of physicality. In his left hand, he carries a bright yellow drawstring bag at about hip level. Overhead lights reflect in the mirrors, creating small star-like glares. White text and emojis are superimposed on the photo: one portion reads “</2024> wow,” followed by a series of colorful icons (dragon, heart, sun, robot, infinity, rainbow); another line cites “@abelopez + @isaacbowen,” and the phrase “2025 begins in the body? let’s begin” appears just above three star-eyed (🤩) emojis. The overall mood is casual and candid, with the man leaning slightly toward the camera, capturing both his reflection and a sense of lighthearted confidence.

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