Alone, a galaxy of solitary beings,
emptiness continues as Mother.

May-Tzu

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Timeless lightfall where nobody dances;
Momentless when-path of deadmen’s vision.

Blossom!

May-Tzu

The intersubjectively-testable nature of reality is just a conspiracy theory.

May-Tzu

Reality no longer serves any discernible function.

May-Tzu

 

Is all non-existence mine?
This is great to learn!
But then I have too much,
all that doesn’t exist.
I’d share it
with sentient beings,
if there are any,
or rather aren’t any.

Mortality is already immortalized
and immortality quite mortalized.
Ask Heraclitus.
But the shadow of our shadows will be clearly visible in the CMB,
after the next Big Bang.

Better than the Shroud of Turin!

May-Tzu

Infinite worlds before the Bang —
Forgotten!
Just the CMB remains.
Entropy, the Alzheimer’s of time —
Does the universe remember us,
the whole, the part; the hologram, the piece?
Forgotten repeatedly, even before I was conceived.
Forgotten by so many beings in so many moments.
Forgetting myself in so many moments.
My shadow will be remembered — by other shadows.
The shadow of my shadow, a majestic monument — 

May-Tzu

You used to be a child?
I used to be a child too, I think.
I think,
I used to be,
once or twice upon a time.

We were juicy Trans-ontologicals, of course,
with 2 imaginary outsides and π surreal insides. 
You were Being,
then,
twice upon a Moebius time, when … 

We had Spacetime Privilege,
but no Trans-ontological bathroom
after the Ice Age.
Were we then,
once or twice upon a time?

May-Tzu