The universe I see

When I look into the mirror,
I see an infinite universe in front of me.
If it be my own reflection,
Of myself, my outer world or just simply you in in the complex me.
When you come into the world,
With an infinite beat.
You find a blessing,
Stepping into your universe of universal thought to see yourself and all you brought in energy.
Just know when you get overloaded with too many books,
Mostly it's the boring ones you have already read.
But what you love when you love the unforseen.
If you love yourself for all your wierd,
And know your wierd is what you want if there is wierd to see.
I just take the main in weirdly maintence,
Knowing if I get overloaded with all my time.
Time dosent exsist at least linearly to read.
So I just keep the books I want to read later,
Then get the mysteries I love for me.
They all go back to the library of Congress in nature ,
So make sure your sure you turn them back into trees.