Eternity. Endlessness. Infinite time and space. Each moment is the nexus of a continuous timeline that is just as much continuing as it is returning. No past, present, or future, just existence that revolves on a never-ending cyclical track. No point is too far away. No point is too far to reach. No history. Just existence. Two years ago I took a mental journey, far more revealing and frightening than any physical travel I’ve taken. I learned that all things are cyclical. All life unravels on one plain that is not broken into day or night, past or future, now or later. One plain for all things. One plain that cannot begin or end. The human mind creates the constructions of time and space around themselves in order to create understanding about their world. This means right. This means wrong. This means neither. This happened before. This is different than it has been. There is no time. There’s just you. Every phase we enter as human beings is different than the phase before, and requires us to leave it all behind. All things are new and continuous. It is our minds, the human mind, that projects the past and the things that we remember and resent and believe and feel onto the current phase. But they are not really there.

∞

As humans, we must all come to the table. We must all exist. But we are wrong in believing that we must always bring something to the table with us. You do not need your feelings and thoughts and beliefs in order to handle a situation, in order to exist. There is no right or wrong. There is no grey. There is only existence, and existence never ends. All things. One plain. Continuous motion. All things will happen again. All things are always happening. We choose to throw in ideas and events and constructions such as space and history and time in order to understand our world, to give it meaning. None of those things stick. None of them exist. There is only existence. There is only now, absent of all else.

Infinity.