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Nothing happens

by dream-caster

Nothing ever happens. Before the beginning there was no time, and without time there's no change. So all that we see isn't really here. We just think it is, and maybe that is enough for us. Thought is what creates and when we do not think, we are not. Nothing is. Time is the greatest illusion. We think that we live and die, but in reality it doesn't happen Because nothing ever happens. Still there are phenomena perceived as occurring events. These all "happen" at once however since there is no time. There is nothing to see here in this universe, so move along. It's all smoke and mirrors. Just random thoughts. And when the thoughts die, so do we.
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