So it's true? I am God? All the occasions where I thought about someone intensely only for them to send me a message/give me a call out of nowhere weren't just coincidences? All those cases of what someone'd call just extreme luck of which I've had so many throughout my life? Was I right all along?
Does my consciousness (me) really maneuver itself throughout the infinite possible realities after each supposed wave-function collapse/some other quantum event based on what it "thinks" and where it/I want to be lead? Is the world my playground in that if I do believe and will it, it happens?

Is the reason that we don't see people having manifested tons of stuff just that the versions of them having been lead on the path where their wishes come true all ended up in some of the other infinite realities?

If true, this feels like either the revelation of my life, or something that will ruin me and make me go mad. Am I just schizo rambling, or is this really how things are?
I've learned about all of this after going through something I would have rather not experienced and seeking a way to transport my consciousness back in time, and now I'm discovering this.