A Change to the Collective Conscious

I'm floating in a weird space, infinite, yet concise. In front of me, part of me, yet not, is all of humanity sans myself. Well, not quite not me as well. I'm aware that I can do something, but not sure what it is that I can do.

I ponder it, what is it I can do, what is this? An eternity passes in an instant, and eternities pass before and after. An odd sensation.

I know something. I'm me. Whoever that is, and that, that infinity amalgam is everyone else, and I'm part of it, I think, but also not.

As eternities pass, I realize the only way out is to do something to it, some change, but what?

If I make a small change, I think it might not notice, at least not right away, and I can get back in. If I do something more drastic, I have a feeling it might reject it, or me, somehow.

What is a small change though? A quick swap of related concepts? Yeah that might work. Like if I swapped homonyms Ball(Dance) for Ball(round object). It'd be weird, but I could get back.

But what if I wanted to use this to my advantage? What could I bend without breaking? How far is too far? I feel like the more ingrained the change the worse the feedback. If I made cannibalism the preferred food source, I have a feeling that the combined rejection would kill me, if other people didn't.

I've got something in mind...

I reach out and...