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When Everything was Nothing, nothing happend. Thats why time didn't exist. And Nothing was Everything at the same time, so there was no space for anything. Until the first event happend. Everything separates from Nothing.



Can you imagine Everything in one thought? In one billion thoughts? Everything is endless. Thats why you can't.

But maybe you think, well at least i can imagine Nothing. Are you imagining a dark black space? A dark black space is something. And because it is, it can't be nothing. Nothing does not exist. Its zero. Since your head is full of stuff you can't have nothing inside you head. Not while you are still alive...



So, just for representation I imagine this separation like an endless mass of light in one side and one infite mass of dark dead blackness on the other side. Everything, the big mass of light, contained everything that ever existed or that will exist. So did Nothing, it contained everything that still wasn't and what it ceased to exist. Both were the opposite and the same. And in the perfectly exact middle of them there was a thin line separating them, fusing them, where both were present yet it wasn't one nor the other. That line was the space.



In that space, things happend and stop happening. Things existed and ceased to exist. The flow of time took things from both Everything and Nothing and put them in there. And took thing from there and put them into Everything and Nothing. That infite line was the Universe. Inside both where there. Things you can feel, measure and see, that were made of Everything and things that were made of Nothing. Thoughts, ideas, knowledge, souls...



Even thou the things inside the universe were very different, all of them were made with both Everything and Nothing. To put it in other words, everything had a body and a soul. Every rock, every ray of light, everything with life or without it had a soul.



Your finger has its own soul. Wait. Why? Its quite simple. You are not one thing. You are made of a lot of things. You are not one thing alive but a complex set of living things working together, what you call your soul is the same, a complex union of millions of souls working together. Souls are not the same. The soul inside a grain of sand is not as a complex as the soul of a star. And the more complex the soul becomes the more complex the body is. And the more complex the soul is the awareness also is higher.



Some souls become aware that they have a body, some others become aware of purposes and needs, and at the higher states they even become aware of their own existence...



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Esta es una historia basada en que se yo cuantas cosas entraron en mi cabeza desde chico...



Criticarme o psicoanalizarme es una simple pérdida de tiempo... Pero si les divierte bienvenidos...



La historia va de algo muy grande achicandose hasta un punto específico. Básicamente eso nomas. Algunas cosas ya las tenía en mente otras se me ocurren en el momento.