Conclusion
Time is an illusion. Reality is a lie. Dreams and nightmares come from different universes and dimensions. So how do I know what's real and fake? I don't. I never will know. So wha am I to do with my life? Nothing? Everything? How do I spend my free time now that I have come to this conclusion? This conclusion is not what you think. This conclusion is hard to grasp for many, but, oddly, comforting to others. Their are too many choices, decisions, and possibilities to count. Too many that there can not be only one version of us. Therefore there are too many universes and dimensions to count. One by one, they will die. Those worlds end while others thrive, get sick, suffer, and, eventually, die off too. Until there is no more. Until it is just nothingness again. So, tell me, what am I to do while I wait for that to happen? Live my life to its fullest? I can't. I don't know how. So what do I do with this conclusion? -The lover
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