INCOMPLETE WITHOUT A REAL PART

One evening, I suddenly realized a way out of my lonely linear imaginary trap:


                                        YOU.


If you exist, and you are fully real and positive (of course you are! have anyone see you not smiling?), and your feet are steady on the ground...

And if we believe love is an addition and not a mutual annihilation or subtraction...
(Gosh, I do know what a killer relationship could be, how could the beast just parasite the healthy "other" until the self-esteem drains and there is no health any longer, just a rotten puppet and a maquiavelic thread-tenser).


I could always multiply myself by myself, thinking that "one and the same" do exist (I*I*I*I*...  and there is no real part of myself, i.e. Re(I)=0 ).  So consider I am all imaginary, oh, yes,  and that I definitely exist, because I do, I just live in a perpendicular axis, and therefore I can see things rotated by 90 degrees, or maybe not see them at all.


I could not understand how this new myself to the power of myself as many times as I wish could bring me out of, either the negative part of reality (always in the shade, as a good southerner) or this my imaginary world. Isn't I*I= -1? and I*I*I=-I ?




Therefore, I should say thank YOU. For existing, been fully real, and truly positive. And for loving me (would you?).


And now let's go to sing sonnets to the kettle, which seems more receptive to my incomprehensive mental hallucinations.