If movement means a change of position
For the thing that moves
And if perfection cannot be changed
Then within perfection nothing moves.
If the Universe is perfect
Then there cannot be any movement within it
But the illusion of movement.
The speed of light is zero
There is no distance
Nowhere to go
No Reason for anything to go anywhere
Because the world is perfect the way it is
Although for us, humans, it seems as if we could make it better
And maybe we can! if that’s part of the perfect universe.
The three dimensions of Space
Are actually three dimensions of Time or
They are something else
And consciousness doesn’t move along them
Although it feels like it.
Within the Void
There is nothing to stop anything
No wall, no will, no truth
So there can be movement within the Void, and change.
What moves?
“The nothing” moves, but it can’t move much
Because any move, any change to a perfect Void means that
It is no longer perfect,
And anything other than a perfect Void can only be
The perfect Universe.
Within the perfect Universe
Everything that can be, is.
What is, is, and it is forever still.
Nothing moves,
Everything is.
For the thing that moves
And if perfection cannot be changed
Then within perfection nothing moves.
If the Universe is perfect
Then there cannot be any movement within it
But the illusion of movement.
The speed of light is zero
There is no distance
Nowhere to go
No Reason for anything to go anywhere
Because the world is perfect the way it is
Although for us, humans, it seems as if we could make it better
And maybe we can! if that’s part of the perfect universe.
The three dimensions of Space
Are actually three dimensions of Time or
They are something else
And consciousness doesn’t move along them
Although it feels like it.
Within the Void
There is nothing to stop anything
No wall, no will, no truth
So there can be movement within the Void, and change.
What moves?
“The nothing” moves, but it can’t move much
Because any move, any change to a perfect Void means that
It is no longer perfect,
And anything other than a perfect Void can only be
The perfect Universe.
Within the perfect Universe
Everything that can be, is.
What is, is, and it is forever still.
Nothing moves,
Everything is.
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[Picture: Another ugly metaphysical poem or Miss Nothing is about to dance by reading_is_dangerous]
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