Transcribers

I think very little writing is unique. In the great history of human ideas engraved in print for posterity, it’s all been said before, there is nothing unsaid in fact.

The echoes of thoughts and ideas are emblazoned on the great film strip of the universe, and we feel those while we live frame by frame only perceiving “new or unique” because of our limited perspectives.

The songs and words of man have been sung by the particle beings since creation. We only resuscitate bits and pieces, and over the course of “time” all matter exists, and energy is matter, and everything is nothing while nothing is everything. So ideas aren’t ideas anyway, just echoes of a universe we can’t see, and those gravity waves are like fractals, with iteration after iteration after iteration.

We are just transcribers of what already is written.

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WJM