A placation on the sentiment toward

[kavaris]

Did we ever, even briefly, start out as nothing or everything, ever?

Neither. Why neither? Why not. Its always been an abstract, surreal thing that we are placing down as the gameboard over a loose airy thing, though im not quite sure theres time between like, being the abstract, and creating memories, cause when you retrieve things from the mental buffer line—you are unfolding a gameboard, and pulling out experiences from the magic dust/magic hat at that point—like i think a good amount of years is about, piecing together many abstract scenes, that which are ordered in the wrong sequence since they are positioned in such a way as to be stacked underneath scenes of reality., like, theyd have to really have a lasting impression on you in them years of doing the piecing-of-pieces, such that when you go to shake the pieces off the gameboard, you dont take it as just floating, falling pieces—representative of the fault of reality, but instead a placation on the sentiment toward—leading to (the next step, the next step...) hopefully reaching reavaluation—As one would hope there would not be too much separation between those two confluences, or rivers of left/right that one is born out of—its like, you are the mother floating the swaddling child down the river. And then, much like pachinko, the child (also you) has gotta land RIGHT, dead center (or else waterfall) smack dab, hole in one; which is a reocurring theme, and may be the only theme, that whch never goes away.

Edited October 3 by kavaris