《A Man Led by the Heart of Another World》Deus ex Ratione Transсendtis
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At the very beginning, there was Nothing... Out of Nothing, Nobody was born . Аt the same time as His birth... At the same time... How can something happen at the same time as something in a timeless Nothing? Nah, whatever.
Immediately after the appearance, Nobody began to think: "Nothing — no. Create? Create what? Create Everything? Why create? Purpose? No. Purpose? No. Purpose? No. Purpose? Yes. What purpose? No. Create — Everything»
Out of Nothing, the Primordial Void was created. At the same moment, the passage of time began, which, to some extent, ordered His thinking: "Everything — exists. Everything — now. Not enough. Why not enough? Create... more.»
Nobody created a new entity out of a particle of Himself. Out of Nothing the Observer was born:
— What am I? Why am I? What for am I?
— My power is gone. Suddenly. Anxiety — future. Why? No. Create. What? The Observer. What for? For — to observe.
— To observe what?
Really, what to observe? In the Primordial Void, there was nothing but time endlessly dragging on...
— To observe — only to observe. DO NOT MAKE CHANGES. Know a lot. Know more. You will give back knowledge after time. The time — unknown. Bye.
— Wait! Confirm. Purpose — "to observe"? Condition — "DO NOT MAKE CHANGES"? Desire — "know a lot"? Next desire — "know more"? Next purpose — "give knowledge after time", time is unknown?
— Everything — truth. Everything — exodus.
— Exodus of what? Who do I give my knowledge to? Why...?
Nobody has already left the Observer, returning to Nothing. The Observer felt nothing after His leaving, except annoyance at not being able to know more from Him. He could only learn a few facts about Nothing:
Firstly, Nothing never existed.
Secondly, Nothing never exists.
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Thirdly, Nothing will never exist.
And finally, Nothing did not consist of Nowhat, Nowhere and Nowhen.
Observer found out this in the short period of time when Nobody was opening the "door" to Nowhere and locking it from the inside...
— That was rather rude of Him, — Heart interrupted me.
— What?
Why all of a sudden?
「MY FAULT.」
Only You and Observer can remember how it was. It's your fault, truly it is.
— That was rather rude of Him.
— Actually, I heard it (although I don't have any ears now). What do you mean?
— Locking the door from the inside after such a short dialogue.
「...」
I want to sigh so much.
It has been absorbing the knowledge of all intelligent beings of this world for tens of thousands of years, including the rules of etiquette, the instructions of parents, the ideas of rudeness and politeness, but has not realized that the "door" is a metaphor? Does the Heart just burn the souls of writers? Well, many of the secrets of this world can only be solved after death, truly...
— What could the Observer have observed in the Primordial Void?
「THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE PARTS.」
— The point, which is the starting point of Everything.
— Point?
— You see...
There was nothing to observe in the Primordial Void. It is clear from the name. The Observer was already beginning to doubt the meaning of his existence, but at a certain moment a point appeared, infinitely small and, at the same time, with an infinitely large potential...
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