Everything goes full circle.
It has to, because everything is you.
You can't go anywhere, whatever it is, it is here and now.
You stare down the infinite, right now.
Who says, there must be knowledge about the infinite at every moment.
The finite couldn't be any other way.
Without this finite, the infinite had a hole to fill.
This finite, you call your life. Your now.
Infinite freedom from nothingness springs forth from this very moment.
Without creator. Without creation. You created you.
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