It's ironic that myself, the so-called natural-born mathematician, the robot, from mathematics, learned the best calculation is no calculation; the truest and purest logic is one that little we can understand.
If I were to assess, If I were to speculate, If I were to think, I wouldn't have lived, I wouldn't have felt, I wouldn't have the most formidable spectacle of light that I know do.
Because, in the end, when our hearts synced, and my gates are opened, and my soul is running free, and I have no gates, and I have no barriers, everything makes sense, everything just clicks.
There is no answer because there is no question.
There it all is.
I see all the truth condensed in a blink of her eyes.