The one I like: The whole universe is inside my consciousness.
Or, to put it another way, my consciousness is larger than the whole universe.
This is true of all of us, and our fundamental error lies in failing to realise
that we are perceiving reality through an almost infinitesimally narrow angle.
The one I don’t like: I am alone in the universe. There is something comforting in the notion of individuality, even though it’s probably an illusion. I don’t want to give that one up yet.
Still searching.
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The onset of twilight is happening earlier and becoming duller as the power of the sun wanes. (Or so it seems to an apparent individual.) I feel the shade of S.A.D. creeping closer.
The Shetland pony which lives in a field down by the river came and greeted me today for the first time ever. The poor little chap always looks sad to me, but Shetland ponies usually do.
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