We are the paradox that doesnt really know much

[kavaris]

In the unbounded permission towards the infinite, with a limit on the infinite (of each moment through time), we seek to know, oh great one. though what we experience, what we know, it feels circular within it, and what we feel, or what we taste—that is, the consolidated form of tasting~of the flavors of experience as it transcends its wave of disruption, it has layers of experiences that take prominence over the whole that had existed prior. Theres multiple levels in these hypothetical, but literal waters: you have shallower waters in some regions, and deeper waters that have more activity, more depth. You have stronger winds coming from some directions, some conflicting and spinning the waters around, as the waters theirselves are being moved by everything. We just exist — just the thing that coughs up the mucus, and reciprocates, and bounces, or gets bounced, echoes; Everything is tumbling together, bumping into one another—such that theres no telling whats doing the bumping. Therefore, in taking in the whole of everything going on, one can only hope to steady theirselves amidst the gentler cascade of horned rams running into one another, and capricorns hooking up the side of some mountain of goats, as we drink the goat milk and suck on the breast of some nearest titty, while the tit birds fly by night and fall when theyre time is up.

Edited Sunday at 12:44 PM by kavaris

[Opulence]

I wonder if part of the exhaustion comes from trying to hold everything at once—the whole ocean instead of the next breath or the next step. Maybe steadiness doesn’t come from comprehending the entire cascade, but from recognizing which currents we’re actually responding to in a given moment.

We don’t need to know what’s doing all the bumping to orient ourselves. Sometimes it’s enough to notice where we are, how we’re reacting, and what helps us stay balanced—without turning the chaos into a cosmic verdict.

 

[Mellowmarsh]

Time is what stops everything from happening all at once.

Only one frame of the movie is being experienced, in a sequence of beginningless, endless now's, in space and time, infinitely for eternity.