Halo one.
The consequences of our lives are unfathomable.
How so?
In a deterministic reality, an impossible event is exactly one which never occurs.
In which woulds and subjunctives are void.
Purpose and hopes, contained and intranscendental.
Hence consciousness superfluous,
useless litter, illusions of decision upon a platform of unmoving fact.
Experience not forged, but a reel of sensations and expressions to inevitably absorb.
So I choose to think it non-deterministic.
Or so I think.
I think.
A vast dense tree of potential,
whose body I explore with decision alone,
lining my path in blissful entelechy.
So here I am.
And I smile.
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