What can this moment be?

|12–31–18|

We are cylindrically bounding toward the infinite as a bright purple energy in vast explosions of light. Silent and beaming.

Each soul on a different path on the same course, with the same horizon.

We cannot trace the beginning of our beginning. It can only be referenced by those who chose to write it down.

Mere jaunts in the vacuum of space. Traveling at the speed of light.

Patterns are broken.

So much forgotten.

At maximum velocity our thoughts are limited.

Without bounds, though, time fades and infinity exists. Never to be replayed the same way again.

Our day and our existence can be seen in infinite parallel dimensions. Yet, all we ever know is one.

And we choose, one being, one experience of sight, one feeling, one sense of knowing.

Our one choice is how to weave and interconnect dimensions all into perfection for our perfect infinite day.

It carries on through the generations.

Where time sees withering bodies. The infinite sees growth and dominion and opportunities to start over and over again.

Chaos. Looming guard at the precipice of time.

She witnesses a glimpse into a universe without time.

A terrified captive based on our own construct.

The most mysterious riddle of time may be the easiest to answer. If we just look around to understand what this moment can be.

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