We are each a code in the matrix of this world.
We are seven digit numbers with area codes, masking our emotions with emojis. Collected like friends in a contact book or media platform. As we branch out into the realms of virtual space, we add layers of mathematical code to our being. We add extra language to our DNA. After all, math is the auto-biography of the universe. We are in the first act of a play called continuum.
Though the image of us as numbers is a bit unfamiliar, it is what we have become. We communicate in a digital sphere on a daily basis. We must trust time, as we trust nature, and know that our destiny is a part of something grand. We, Earth-grown human beings, are a string of numbers written into the fabric of the universe. Together, we make a story only told by Gods.