Maybe.. We are an Eternal Nothing, dreaming endless lives into being with Will and Imagination. When we're born, we forgot where we come from, and enter into a kind of solipsistic bubble of experience. When we die, we wake up and remember that we're an Infinite All.
But if it's nothing to begin with, how can there be imagination? It doesn't seem logical, but it may be that this "nothing" is not how we think of it, it's empty but it's the raw material of existence with potential to become anything, kind of like "mind".
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Maybe.. We are an Eternal Nothing, dreaming endless lives into being with Will and Imagination. When we're born, we forgot where we come from, and enter into a kind of solipsistic bubble of experience. When we die, we wake up and remember that we're an Infinite All.
But if it's nothing to begin with, how can there be imagination? It doesn't seem logical, but it may be that this "nothing" is not how we think of it, it's empty but it's the raw material of existence with potential to become anything, kind of like "mind".