there's no such thing as "the present" or as "now" there's only memory, only the depth of time and space and their infinite ever-unfolding structures and forms as they multiply and grow in complexity for ever...containing everything which made them possible in the first place as memory
where i'm landing lately is in opposition against "beginnings", basically there's no such thing as a true beginning, all beginnings are false. only endings can be true, and only endings can make the experiences which made them possible true, redeeming the falseness of their coming into being
and so the final ending has to be the most complex, most multi-facted, high-dimensional, irreducible system of systems, frame of frames, containing all possibility forever. my thinking is that we may never arrive there, we approach it like zeno's arrow paradox, getting closer without ever arriving
so this frame would contain all memory and all imagination, all forms, anything which can be imagined or constructed, or created, simulated, whatever..would all be given a context. all segments, all timelines, everything projected backwards from this frame of frames, transcending all history, of it
but the other key being that such a system would be infinite in scale, and size, and complexity, and could never be comprehended or mapped, or understood
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