I Love Words
Words are the fr<x>amework into which we compartmentalize our reality. Reality is filtered through experience, which estimates the definition of these words. Experience is a simulated model of the causes behind the effects we can observe.
All we understand is relative, while the truth sits forever in the shadow of detachment.
Thankfully, the universe doesn't care if we know it or not, it just does what it does. Our understanding of the universe is akin to explaining the appearance of Christmas presents on Christmas by inventing the idea of a holly-jolly Santa Claus—because holly-jolly people are generous. Our model is just a more accurate approximation of what does and what doesn't happen here, but our explanations are all tied just as feebly to experiences.
Assimilation can only ever leave us with a simulated estimation.
All we understand is relative, while the truth sits forever in the shadow of detachment.
Thankfully, the universe doesn't care if we know it or not, it just does what it does. Our understanding of the universe is akin to explaining the appearance of Christmas presents on Christmas by inventing the idea of a holly-jolly Santa Claus—because holly-jolly people are generous. Our model is just a more accurate approximation of what does and what doesn't happen here, but our explanations are all tied just as feebly to experiences.
Assimilation can only ever leave us with a simulated estimation.
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