it’s Thursday evening already. Where does ‘time’ go? Seriously where does it go? Where does it come from ? If there truly is only now then every single moment, every single action, every single past and future all exist in this moment. They exist all at the same time. Forever. Everything is born, grows and does right now. Everything. Is that possible? Maybe it is. Maybe I don’t exist or I’m a figment of my own imagination. Maybe I’m not even me. Maybe I’m someone else pretending to be me. Maybe I’m just a character in a game. The game. The game of life. Maybe I am creation happening constantly. I can see things beyond what my eyes see. Is that special? Is it unusual? Maybe I’m just very aware of things. It hurts my brain sometimes , if my brain exists. If I exist . If ‘I’ exist. Maybe there is no ‘I’ no me. Maybe I don’t exist at all.
