Pulsing and tossing to a wide wake wave from the moon. (Can you tell that I night surf?) Where is the ultimate question. Where will you be, will you be when you drop? Where, you can avoid. When, you cannot. Ultra-meta. Pray to the god of meta. Pray to the god of mega. Megaphysical. Metamorphasis. Megalanguage. To simply re-read is impossible semantically, because time is the mythical river you can never step into twice. You get the max for the minimum, the minimum price. You can’t re-do anything. Unless, of course, if you relive the exact same life. But then you’d have to live it at the exact same time/space relationship within the universe—making time bogus because the same life would have to occur an infinite number of times simultaneously without time occurring, which is God with a capital gee. An infinite number of events progressing at the same time without time occurring, passing, existing. If true, how would the concept of time be perceived? Identified? Invented? How could anything but infinity exist?
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