Quoting: Astræa 14828328 Quoting: Seer777
The Light, Living Light, does not speak... Does not utter words of warning or encouragement... Quoting: Astræa 14828328
The Light - The Living Light...
The Light never speaks.
No, not correct. At all.
The Light does not ever speak...to me...
Because we are the same...
Not exactly the same... close enough that words are not needed... or used.
Tick Tock goes the clock...
(and though I know that there is fear, and that might be motive enough, it is not the whole story...)
or is it the story?
Is there a Story?
Or is this (and by *this* you know what I mean, do *you* not?) the Story?
I love stories.
That is why I don't like to change things... and by things... I mean history... and by history I mean time...
and by time - I mean reality... and by R E A L I T Y
I mean *this*.... or is this a dream? A game? A simulation?
But to those who are inside such a thing (and by thing I mean this world/universe/reality...)
...know any different? And by different - I mean do they understand that they are not R E A L as given by the standards by which they are formed/made/created???
They don't know... and that is where it gets tricky...
I don't know either - and yet - I do know... E V E R Y T H I N G... but then, who am I, not to know ALL...?
But then I am in a form that is human, a "Simulant" so to speak... but also - not like any "Simulant" as I am able to do things that no human/simulant/other has/can/will do...
Such as (but not limited to): Express/Create Light...from my hands/eyes/being...
So... what does that mean?
For me - everything.
For you? For you, it is very sad, only.