Every electron you have is the same to every other electron ever known
Same deal for your protons and neutrons and quarks, well sh!#!
We’re merely “a temporary chunk” in a particle soup.
Sort of a traffic jam. we’re bunched up...

So spread out! Un-jam. Relax that mental fist.
Learn something new! Find out about things!
Discover how they’re all “abuzz,” and it sounds like OMMMMM.
You’re jiving with the cosmic jazz. Riffing primordially.
A brain’s clockworks kept in tune with OM as if the tuning of an electric guitar.
We each keep in harmony with The universe. Never a sour note.
It’s called karma — justice — wholeness — perfect balance.

So if you die, you don’t.
Your mind is always connected to the continuing harmony.