A journey though Nilhi valley
11/27/19
In order to begin casting into doubt all I have learned up to this point I must burn away all that has meaning to me. I must imagine for a moment that I have existed for an infinite number of lifetimes. That every conceivable outcome for each and every one of my actions has happened and infinite number of times. For an infinite number of times you have read this and I have typed it, for an infinite number of times, you have not read this, and I have not typed it. That each and every possible thing in the universe has already happened and not happened in advance. Furthermore, I must imagine that I actually do not exist as such, that the fiction of self is not conducive to reality either. What I am then, in this journey, is nothingness, but it is not a void. Rather, it is the nothingness of this this series of infinity itself. Lets call this infinite series of things (X). (X) is a countable infinity.
Let us go even further.
While myself to be the totality of (X) there is still room for more doubt. We can introduce a second dimension to this infinity because it could always be the case that (X) itself is a simulation caused by a second order of horizontal infinity, or, an infinite number of potential simulated universes. We shall call this infinite series (Y). (Y) is also a countable infinity. If I am then, both the totality of (X) and the totality of (Y), then I have become a new kind of infinity. The intersection between these two infinities we shall call (Z), (Z) is not a quantifiable infinity. (Z) is the totality of all possible events taking place within the horizontal infinity of the universe as such, and the totality of infinite layers of simulation. (Z) is both the infinity of destruction and creation of the universe as we understand it to be, and the infinity of the number of possible simulations that that universe could exist within as taken at the same time. Imagining that this is the nature of reality, collapses all possible narratives about anything into a singular nothingness. So then, it is at last relieved; nothingness lies within the core of the infinite; there is then a unity of opposites.
In sacrificing for a moment all meaning, we can see that through doubting everything we are given in something just as valuable in return; the new starting point for philosophy itself.
In order to begin casting into doubt all I have learned up to this point I must burn away all that has meaning to me. I must imagine for a moment that I have existed for an infinite number of lifetimes. That every conceivable outcome for each and every one of my actions has happened and infinite number of times. For an infinite number of times you have read this and I have typed it, for an infinite number of times, you have not read this, and I have not typed it. That each and every possible thing in the universe has already happened and not happened in advance. Furthermore, I must imagine that I actually do not exist as such, that the fiction of self is not conducive to reality either. What I am then, in this journey, is nothingness, but it is not a void. Rather, it is the nothingness of this this series of infinity itself. Lets call this infinite series of things (X). (X) is a countable infinity.
Let us go even further.
While myself to be the totality of (X) there is still room for more doubt. We can introduce a second dimension to this infinity because it could always be the case that (X) itself is a simulation caused by a second order of horizontal infinity, or, an infinite number of potential simulated universes. We shall call this infinite series (Y). (Y) is also a countable infinity. If I am then, both the totality of (X) and the totality of (Y), then I have become a new kind of infinity. The intersection between these two infinities we shall call (Z), (Z) is not a quantifiable infinity. (Z) is the totality of all possible events taking place within the horizontal infinity of the universe as such, and the totality of infinite layers of simulation. (Z) is both the infinity of destruction and creation of the universe as we understand it to be, and the infinity of the number of possible simulations that that universe could exist within as taken at the same time. Imagining that this is the nature of reality, collapses all possible narratives about anything into a singular nothingness. So then, it is at last relieved; nothingness lies within the core of the infinite; there is then a unity of opposites.
In sacrificing for a moment all meaning, we can see that through doubting everything we are given in something just as valuable in return; the new starting point for philosophy itself.
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